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I'm High.
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IP:
edit: i'll try out.
Yo my rhymin' tactics have been outlaw'd(damn)
you make your guns clap?- i make mines 'applaud'/You hear it first alotta bull sh't going on/"i don't speak to god i speak to 'the don'"/
I don't need the repulsive heat to beat you/ Ill just leave a few 'xxplosive' rhymes that leave you see-thru/then leave you thinking you need to "renew your crew"
Your vision is like 'fiber optics' beating me is just "clock shit" i'll attack you like those faggot gothics/and leave you mentally prepaired with some logic
walk a slow pace backwords and i'll still be ahead of you/ srew that ill make bleed and bruise/ read the news..the revenue aint shit no more got it.
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