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k drop as soon as ya can cuz here goes my shit.
Holy shit how u get more than 200 fuckin posts
Oh wait u just sayin stupid shit so u can have tha most/
ålphå bë- u don’t have to worry bout stealin ya shit
Well ok maybe Sesame Street might want to use it/
Battling u is like playing a game of dominoes, ill set u up then push-u-over
Everything u rap comes outta ya ass, u got diarrhea of a tush-flow-er/
U get no pussy, that’s why tha sex operators on speed dial
Looked on ya phone bill and saw a free gay membership trial/
My rythms are like ink, so im a tatoo ya face like Tyson
Getting past me should be a polygraph test, cuz im a kno if u lyin/
My lyrics will hospitalize u, ya word wounds will scare tha nurse
I could give u a 2-0 lead in da votes and u still wouldn’t get to 3 first/
Even if u had rythms from “Jay to Z” u couldn’t get past my alphabet “Freeway”
U aint hard like a “ROC”, so u’ll be stopped and sent back wit no leeway/
Look copy couldn’t kill me if he injected me wit cancer, aids , or lethal sars
I just timed tha shit right, cuz I beat his ass in da first 16 bars/
------------ Oh shit here comes tha SWITCH------------
yo I had this battle in da bag, I didn’t even need this change
its strange, u aint hittin shit and im in front of u, at point blank range/
I could use facts or gats, nines or rythms, u choose bitch
U fall apart like an old quilt u are just a loose stich/
gotta “22”, a “mac 11”,and a “38” add “5” and u gotta another “76ers” shooter
I heard u been takin peoples shit more than an iraqi looter/
I play wit guns like a baby play wit his rattle
Im new, with nothin to lose and im still winning this battle/
Ya flow couldn’t penetrate me if ya rythms were cruise missiles
Im sittin wit tanks, shotguns and rifles, u tryin to fight bac wit pistols/
I think u forgot who u are and who u’re talking to
So listen im a label u a target and show u what my gloc can do/
Me im sorta like a monster I just gotta say boo
Me and tha mic came to conquer every shot will lay you/
When I rap its like a flood of bullets, hop in and swim in my wave
U’re a has been, a never was, tha only thing copyrighted bout u is ya grave/
spit it fool......
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Authentic Intelligence
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