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Sorry this is a lil bit late mate ... was on da phone for a while!!!
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Now you know i'm a "Mic Lord", after i sliced open your jugular and severed your "vocal chord" ...
with my lyrical "sword" i revealed every-thing you have an leave you flat like an "Ironing Board" ...

I'm gonna sacrafice this "Virgin" coz i can see your mind like i'm a fuckin brain "Surgeon" ...
My rhymes are hot an "burnin" but i cant hear your voice your mic might not be "workin" ...

Yes man i'm the one you "Fear" i always get my words out i dont st-st-stutter i spit shit "clear" ...
for the full 365 days i'm gonna be "here", if you cant work it out dumb fuck its a "year" ...

My mouth is open come with "verbal attack" , get knocked on your "back" with a "lyrical smack" ...
i've got everything that you "lack", so i'm gonna rip your spine from your "back" ...
i'll keep pulling till i hear it "crack", leave it lookin like a giraffe on a stretch "rack" ...
Curl it up and put it "back" just so you look like Stephen Hawking when his chair got "jacked" ...