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"The New Me"
IP:
your about witness "tact" on a whole new level/
now my lyrics r hittin like bass, b4 it was just trebel/
now I'm throwin bricks, b4 it was just pebbles/
b4 I was an angel, now i'm a fukin rebel/
a rebel at best puttin other simplistics to their rest/
formin a pest puttin my sadistics to the test/
now reppin 'the productions' revealing the reduction/
of skill among haters trying to conceal their reproductions/
allow for my conductions to illistrate my inner reflections/
in style inflections, keepin my own visions but destroying all forms of protection/
Bitch I'm relentless, leave you defenseless/
you talk shit thats endless but at battle time you try to repent-shit, I dent-shit/
spit it so hard I leave a fukin dimple in your fore head/
follow it up with a punch that leaves u crimpled under my floor tread/
your about witness "tact" on a whole new level/
now my lyrics r hittin like bass, b4 it was just trebel/
now I'm throwin bricks, b4 it was just pebbles/
b4 I was an angel, now i'm a fukin rebel/
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