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Detrimental Thoughts
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IP:
First off, you aint nothin 'Marvolous', My rhymes so heavy that you could never harness this
You kick, can't use your arms-and-shit...couldn't drug me even if you had a million pharmacists
I could probably beat you even if i didn't spit my hardest shit, i could beat you with my weakest shit
You couldn't 'see' me even if you played hide-and-seek with kids
Your rhymes can't match mine, couldn't overpower me even if you was Shyne and i was 50
My shit grinds your rhymes plus my rhymes are just too damn nifty
You can't lift me, you can't reach me or teach me shit, nothin is peachy, you got horrible rhymes
I blew you away like you were wind chimes, you couldn't hit me hard even if your rhymes fired like nines
Your rhymes wouldn't interest me even if they were sold at Best Buy, your rhymes aint hypnotic like mine
My rhymes are exotic..my rhymes probably 'turn you on" like erotic gay guys
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