aight check in-
oh shit belleville hit but he aint kickin
his rhymes shit so pay attention "i said listen"
i aint gone front i know i'm gone win dis shit
i'll keep it short cuz my shit i spit b legit
my lyrical vocabulary is scarin yo ass very
u betta run and hide cuz my wary vibes will slide
and kick u in da teeth its another defeat for me
so u gone lose cant u see u just wanna b me
i stop dis shit now its over
i ran u over n corode ya
my gat bust like rover and next time better fuckin b sober

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~'LyRiCaLLy UnToPaBlE'~
~FrEe AgeNt~