*went and bought a new mic the old one is now an antique*

as i scrape off the plastic eager to rip yall bastartds...
the game has been mastered let everbody tell it....
lames claimin they tracks is so ill but cant sell it....
wit profane lyrical content i spit rated R provisions....
i slash and wound inf=definite yall make micro insicions...
hav to break the mic in , the first to give it life...
most flows bounce off me like a dull knife on the slice...
kilt this shit twice and now i establish a new move....
turn into an animal on the hop like emperors new groove...
this freestylin stupids not a battle so change up ya moods...


*the mic is just hovering in the air*

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