You dont breathe-easy when i leave all you cowards-attacked
I cause more cotraversy than when the towers-collapsed
My spits take time, leave the hours-elapsed
this is the future blast back from the past,
bitches still rockin flowers get smashed
hunt ya down like ya powders were tracked
Im to fast for you wacks who cant handle the pace
I get on the mic and its a scandal in place
call me italics because my angles are raised
say your a croud man but have never been praised
your bars are parks the way their old and played
bring your crew at me, fuck it they get told the same
your shit aint appealin its just old and lame!!

pretty wuick, w/e.

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