so the next one is paper
how bout this ill saya//
fuck u nah-sayers im the infamous emcee slayer
when we battle u have no prayer//
cut u quick like i dont even care
i maul u like a bear take ur head off leave u lookin like a pear//
malicious my intent i bent the piece swingin
mad paper cuts im bringin like u bad dreamin//
no time when im schemin bes believe me man
i got the magic hand what u thought was glass was merely sand in my palm//
pray to jesus.. if u morman write a psalm while im calm
spread my infamous balm leave ur mom n dad sendin almes(grievencess)//
next weapon is shottas poor rappin ability
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