now........
time to merk this fake ass cat........

What you thinkin' steppin', when you lack true LyricalMethod
I got trinkets and weapons, to attack every spiritual crevess
Only on a bar the second, i'm deadly like a car who's wreckin
Before you talk you should reckon, look where your reppin'
VA, my lyrics bomb you like D-day, Have ya mom buried in PJ's
I put'er ta sleep wit lee-way, my brain give emcee's free sprays
For three days, w/ever i say stays, disagree meet my AK'S
Your skill is a barren phaze, for thrills you comparin' gays
So please crawl away from this place, i'll ball the play in ya face
call taday this'll end-in' disgrace, you losin's not a pendin' case

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