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Bangs like bikini attol
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IP:
really depends whether your typing shit or writing hits
defiant spits or poetic magic with a catalyst
too many cats rappin adjectives, no fuckin with verbs
i do what i speak, battle me im crumpin with words
above the herds, in the stars
while you aim for the clouds, surpassed
by a god with a skill for the art
ill as a killers grill off the mark, n the charts?
i rip it appart ghost style, picture the cards
I could pull, but im too cool... amongst mostly fools
n blay, like it or not, this shit is the motherfuckin truth.
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