u got 2 days,23 hours,59 minutes,and 59 seconds left,til ya time of death,there's 2 ways,twin towers,dat were destroyed within a matter of minutes,so wit ya las 59 seconds,leave ya most admiral owned'em lessons,b4 owned'em gets him/

im under pressure,use caution when i reach up in da dresser,call me crazy cuz i kill cats 4 business n pleasure,i thought about losin 2 u but it doesnt measure,cuz i feed my lines wit ethol n ensure,coke dat blow ya mind injured,welcome ya self 2 my lyrical sciptures,i plan 2 paint artisic lyrical pictures,dat minute da pen touches da pad it raptures,wordz ahgod jus b happy cuz ya got ya own chapter,cuz my punches leave marks,remarkably like those of raptors,fuck the win its ya soul i wanna capture,have u feel da 6th sense like
tribal soul dancers,acceptin ya loss is thee only answer,cuz u stand no chance like those wit colon cancer.not even if ya verse was stolen n tampered,goodnite son cuz daddy's done changin ya pamper!

dunno im high n twisted so i gave it my best dont care much 4 da battles n e ways i more lyrical wit actual songs not battle shit good luck fam

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