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Its ya boi Kasper a.k.a the lyrical master who causes verbal disasters/
Its a damn factor that i spit highly like i wuz a preachin paster/
All yall other just some actors and yall are just way-to-pathetic/
Run circles and do calestinics around you like i wuz way-to-athletic/
You see its my genetics to be poetic thats why my rhymes-are-flaring/
My crimes-are-daring, soon people yellin for me like how wind chimes-are-blaring/
You betta double-take cuz im trouble-mate so watch out before your a tragedy/
One moment ill say whats happening and the next ur attempting to run from my rap insanity/
Put my artwork-on-display and it will show your "hardwork"-in-dismay and bring-the-shame/
Like a scorpion ill sting-your-thang and then ill be a flower when i spring-my-name/
Dem fake rapperz are copper but im blingin so i can pull off bein platnium-or-chrome/
I give the 1,2 punch like Evander Holyfield and then ill flatten-ya-dome/
Day by day and week by week im climbing to the top as i begin-this-elevating/
I say fuck yall cuz im bringin ya down and soon you'll begin-disintegrating/
I'ma always be the one towering over ya ass cuz im above and ur beneath-me/
Don't say yall can-beat-me cuz it aint true so now u gotta wonder briefly/
See round here we don't do shit like rip-glocks and we never think to hit-rocks/
To the last drip-drop, and to the very last tick-tock ill just rhyme to tha tip-top//

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