When you see my verse its evident a genius-wrote-this//
I’m known for stealing Hondas so you’ll have a difficult time keeping-your-focus//
“Notice” that I “drop-spits”//
Scarier than the thought of “chop-sticks” through your “optics”//
Empire must be a terrorist, the way he loves to find the “cock-pits”//
Make you freeze like it’s the “arc-tic” and I “whip-clits” with “quick-wits”//
You must have your asshole plugged cause you “spit-shit”//
Watch me “rip-this” Empire and I’ll overcome it like Ghandi//
You from New York, it’s funny how you over hyped more than Jason Giambi//
But my wins stack more digits than his “salary” every time you “battle-me”//
Your presence has no point like the blind in art “galleries”//
From games to the files-you-hacked, your style-is-whack
The only time you’d ever spit raw is if you chewed sushi while-you-rapped//
And just like the Brits, we all know empires fall…

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