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y'all niggaz thinking how do you get ill? well, 10th degree's teaching lessons
technically, they call 'em blessings 'cause ya'll don't deserve this..but i feel like textin'
me and audo decided to have a war of words..n b could've hurt these illiterates with diction
since the force of it causes friction..instead, i chose to "speak to you foolz" like nursery book pictures
the words portray a thousand photos..and niggaz..you better believe this:
immune to these bitches, drooling on keys, y'all couldn't type clever reprieves to these lyrics
shit..should've known what 10th degree was about..physically..mathematically..semantically,
affirming our position, while..y'all were cofirming restriction, as..we avowed this oppression, and..
you'all dispersed in derision, cuz..ya'll never stopped contributing faggotness in your theatrics!!!!
two egos can't occupy the same space at the same time.. so jockeys could only ride "ten" at the end of each line!!!!
i switch rhymes and "kick minds", demonstrating why very witty personalities've kept endangering dim styles!!!!