Strype got enough "flow" to turn streams into rivers,
Presents...lyrical "gifts",other cats cant handle they're quivers,
They shiver, Recognize you in the company of genius,
Even mathmeticians can't calculate his verbal equations,
Provin his skills is all he know, test this,i dare ya---NO?
And like the sig say "he ready to blow"

kinda tired but did the job, i guess

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