^good shit.

My flows sick, i grab the mic. and im explosive..
Like doughs-ate.............the way you loath-it!!
I suppose that you can spit a little bit of sickness..
Like heroin ya punches hits-us and im the witness..
Bring us skill, well k-trini definately wont, kids wack..
Spit riff raff on the niall, only time he flows back..
No thanks, he's weak as fuk, like flyweight boxers..
I went to drop nos.........but my mate stopped us..
Because the little twat got a thing for kangaroo's..
Im thanking you that im high whe im landing moons..
[wtf.]

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