Look Kid, Maybe You Can't Fathom My Words Inside Your Head
How Can You Rep White America When Your Insides're Squirting Red?
Trying to see me with glass eyes, I'm fear, I Can't be faced
You Maybe Be Just Plain Dope, I Suppose That Means I'm Laced?
You’re Disgraced, I Leave You More Stoned Than Pre-Biblical Sin
Laughing Loud At The Regime...One Crew, One Mic, Only One Win?
You’re An Outsider, I’m Putting You onto the Razor Edged Knife
And All Your Punches Are forced…Like Kobe Bryant’s Sex Life!
I Connect Strife, I’ll Leave You Choppier Than Your Own Flow
Like Jenna Jameson…You Don’t Just Blow, You DeepThroat!


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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis