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IP:
iight i'll jus spit a couple punchlines n what not
those who doubted me, they took a gamble n lost,
i put tha nine to ya mind n i scramble ya thoughts,
any time for a rhyme nigga ramble em off,
knockin these niggas off now they brandin em soft,
when i step up on tha mic , aint nuthin to protect ya,
i leave ya image hangin upside down like a overhead projector,
inject ya with lethal doces, homey thats real,
you'll think you in jail cuz i got ya face behind tha steel,
yo im ahead of my time, nigga headed for prime,
if you rub me tha wrong way i'll put ya head to my nine,
i kill of emcees with some fatal blows,
n i start to glow flourescent spittin highlightable flows,
i send shots that make these dudes fall back easy like bruised spines,
and these rhymes sink these cats worse than faulty cruise lines,
leavin behind demented foes, ima bag a hoe, clap tha 4,
n slang shells farther than donnovan mcnabb can throw,
i spit punchlines that are intended to harm ya,
i make hataz shots fall back like bullet proof armor,
thats jus some punchlines n shit that i remember off top...holla atcha boy
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