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Light Weight
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IP:
I feel the vibration of ya fear as I approach and I say these words of worth
never come hard, ya 'delivery's watered down' like 'hosing a baby during birth'
Dispose n decay, return in hearst, hook his mouth, die from my fist, dude
you used to be hot, but 'Led lost his spark' like 'putting out fires on pencils'
Get shook without nines n the clips spewed, watch this bitch get rattled
knew you 'couldnt see Butler with lyrics', so you 'begged for a picture battle'?
Got spits to crack you, I'll leave this man under when tools clap fakes
u 'tryna run laps wit me, but u dont belong from the start'
.................................................. ..like a 'fan running a full track race'
Blam guns n remove cats' face, who thinks his text stands close to me?
slit this man's throat with keys - 'ending Poet's career' like I 'banned poetry'
Damn, I'm tired ...ummm ..?
Too complexed, I'll send rest to this dude, keep stressin, the techs'll get pulled
you couldnt 'school me in sickness' if you were the 'professor in medical school'
I contain extra-terrestrial fuel to rip flesh from this peasant so cruel
this battle is over, I sent you defeat ..................death is the next of the two!!
fuck it, uppin ...
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Faime S. Quotez
The Scholar
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