incredible mandible claw of the rap law.//
scrap flaw, I'm perfect like god.//
no fuck-ups, or edits, I'm the best in this place.//
regret nothin' as my life moves thru tha days.//
I'm nuthin' but a slave to tha game, and cane.//
I just ran a blizzard up my nose, feelin' no pain.//
slowed speech, cold clamy "feet", "trippin'" on this weed.//
slippin' like I was hit on some crazy speed.//
the way we feed makes me sick with an un-curable disease.//
bitch please, imagine this sickness would bring me to my knees.//
I know no defeat 'cept this one I'm servin' you.//
I'm swervin' too, you learnin' too.//
burnin' fools, with this hot plate.//
stop, wait, hold up, don't what?//
fuck this, I'm fuckin' done......

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