Ask ya girl why her throat's sore, she'll reply my "di.k~did~it",
even with lukemia, ya rhymes couldn't be "sick~with~it",
I blow past the competition like i'm in a "zoom~zone"
I'll leave ya miles under the dirt, cover you with a "tomb~ stone"
Keep my stuff in ya girls face because she likes the "taste-man"
I got her under my belt, jus like elastic "waist~bands"
girls, i got lines miles long, in other words i got "plenty",
Stone asked a girl her sign she simply answered no "entry"
My flow's heavy when i drop, i often shake the "scene~fool"
Somebody should've put chlorine up in ya "gene~pool"

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