Somthing quick

Hey Homey--Any Foe opposing thee better be kissing their Rosary,
Cuz Lyrically anything under God aint Folding me///
Facing Ice everyone knows there's no use of Competing,
I Got'cha own MIND asking "What Da hell Were You Thinking"///

Fuck ya wreckord bitch i got ya head spinnin you were murked from tyhe beginning

Bitch You Diss Me?? Ahhh... You too sweet, giving me a ToothAche,,
Creativity, wordplay, Drumil ya blue prints a fucking fake///
You dont believe in God..What?!?! You Saying ICE Dont Exist?
I'll remove ya Mouth and Throw ya Voice like a True Ventriloquist//
Your Style drenched in Fear and Embedded into your Conscience,
Beating Me is Twisted like Nuns fucking In Convents//

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I am Here To Save You All