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....i know ur not a feeder....
yo chek it//...
yo i spit harder an run faster than dis home-boy mista dizzle//
Claimin ya ryhmes "Rain" like terror...but all im seeing is a drizzle//
Lyricly i pour showers of acidic fluid ontoppa you//
Like MI:2, my lyrics destroy u...meet bak at rally poit for rendevouse//
Stepped inta ring wit CJ, but u werent lookin for a battle//
record to my left had u thinkin u frontin a newby witta rattle//
Underestimate,...man's worste weakness... vulneribilty commensed//
Problem be...not much margin for error on ur side ta phyisicly dispense//
shit talkers, newby stalkers, i send em all home wit minimal pay//
Cj....Lyrikal Fractionologits....sliced ya up move ya vic's...2 decimals away//
hold up.....what da fuk dat stench?//
dawg...before u spit, b sure ta light sum "cents"//
betta yet make sum....how bout u make it "50"//
"in-da-club"..wit new threads..only way u threadin swiftly//
Carsonjet//
double take an look before u step//
ne-one wit vic's on me got more dan 23//
jus like da number on da Jersey ya pretended to be//....
Im sum one u look up to...g//
next//.....
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