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Weak,wack,is what you'll be when my physique will attack//
Lyrically in fact,I'll spit toxic words at cha like anthrax impact//
Im twistin you round,uprootin from underground and leavin ya defeated//
Wannabe hot but your rhymes are conceited and now you gonna lay depleted//

You speakin razzy dazzy? thats bullshit dont make sense like you achieving//
Entered this battle believing but you gonna be leaving while your grieving//
Cos I spit blades and Im cuttin through your skin like vitriolic-topped-swords//<---(Vitriolic=corrosive)
Transmitting your soul to "lost souls" like ouijja boards//

So step back before you get a sudden-early-death//
Cos Im lyrically-burly and your surely gonna be "X" haled like breath// (X marks the spot (Bombed))

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