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Detrimental Thoughts
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IP:
My rhymes picture perfect, spittin rhymes at you like it was urgent to throw your ass back up to the surface
You like a circus clown to me... i spit curses, my rhymes hit you harder than you could hit me with a million verses
Battlin you is worthless, you worse than people talkin about me ridin in the back of herses
You couldn't see me even if my name was in cursive letters underlined in 9 word searches
From what your names says i think you might "lekchur" me like a Reverund would about Satin in most churches
It's supposed to be me versus who, you...mayne i never even heard ya name, you come all hard like you got game
I'll fuckin blow out that "BLAZIN" flame you think you've had, but you don't cuz over you i have reign
Make you go crazy and give you stomach pains and have you shoot yourself like you was Kurt Cobain
I bet you sniff shit like salt thinkin it stimulates you like it was cocaine
I simulate myself to Suddam and question Husane with reign i have over you, use your name in vein and flush it all down the drains
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