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Fuckin Wit Multis
Its Aiight I Guess....
Sardonically flippin n smackin, rhyme odyssey im clickin n wrappin ya boddies ironiclly slippin my gats in
Atomically splittin like atoms im chronicly spittin straight at em disecting n bionicly rippin to flatten
Computin to get yall clapped im shootin projectile raps dilutin shells in laps my sollution leaves yall wack
Sallutin hell to backs n pollutin worlds with cracks yall is left lashed when im loosnin chains from tracks
Leavin streets compressed im heavin sheets on deaths, bleedin meets ya chest as tha sidewalk gets depressed
Greavin yall seek vests to decieve my heaters best cus my shells releavin tha weak n stressed like house arrest
Useless like busted gunz yall abuseless full o fun mostly crewless n quick to run so i spit ruthless n click tha drum
Yall toothless wit crusted cum, Lootless flushed n done my boosters crush ya gums like hooters lubed n plumed
Breakin skin i fracture shakin ya next of kin to crack ya my celebrated wins relaspe and come back to snap ya
Flakin chins like raptors im wakin gods to come down n clash ya dominating sins like ya bitchs i straight slap ya
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