...this kid came to spit but his mind and keys on block.../
...he don't know what tah write,
like random retards asked to answer with chalk.../
puttin him in mental shock while i jolt to a quick win,
look at the shit your in, u ain't no tupac.../
rip out your lungs u hold with in, so u see how i leave you breathless with a grin.../
...brake the structure of your chin, so your words come out like they been.../

messed up- your chances of winning, call this shit the exorcist the way i got your head spinning/
this is your beginning and end as it looks to be in-printing, your odds of victory are thining and thining/
send this to a friend, if your crew wanna lose then death prepare your men/
your the first one to attend, the others watch your neck bend and brake while watching a kautious trend/
your shook and shakking by the ache of your mind seperatring/
thats the kind of effect i got with reigning, while my rhymes are blading/

may death do us apart now,
we where both marry at the start but you mad like how!//
you end up with annihalation in front of your screen, pulling back fracturing your spline//
severd from the spine your mine! kid if you wanna see death again record this on dvd and press re-wind//

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KAUTIOUS

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