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Bangs like bikini attol
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IP:
I propose a toast
To all them backstabbin, kuniving suspect freeloading bitches
We like to call haters--
You'll never fade us, baby
(why?)
Cause only god can judge me
Yo
If they ask me who the fuck I am?
....Bro I spend no less than a second to tell em 'N O S'
....Its the fresh veteran injecting relevance in sentences
Steppin with evidence of intelligent syllable measurment
I been there; through dark times many frightning nights
Eyes swell as I yell at the sky, "guide me christ"
The blinding lights in this mind of mine defining life
Alone on a mic with god scribing lines devine to recite
Ignighting enlightened interlectual minds to revise
These rhymes that I write relying on my own style or vibe
Alive at the time, like nitro bro this shit might blow!
...............My flow's electric in retrospective, I go
Above & beyond white snow & hydro combined yo
The mic maestro throws a tight show you guys know
I light the floor vision ruckus seeking to spit
....Like a minotaur in a fucking cretan labrynth
So while ya girls eating my dick, I'll leave you eager to quit
If you beef with me kid, you catch a slammin knee to ya rib
I'm blazing for days lethal as shit, aiming for fakes
If life was a book, I'd rip your name straight off its page
See I dont give a FUCK!! Not in the cliche sense
I mean I see it comming to an end, its D-Day friends
I seen times that pre-date trends & human logic
Like a time lock pick to unlock the anthropic cockpit
Were dropped in every day & with my brain
I regenerate & never fade, lyrically levetate
For seven days & never stray from my message saying
Fuck haters, I'll stay rappin till the day they bust me
Only god can judge me!
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