ayo if i ruled the world i would elevate written just to drop fire,
cut ya mic cord then break ya keys and leave you hotwired,

ya wack man just a rap fan bout to catch a backhand,
i see thru K's fake image---like a cat-scan,

equip wit teks and glocs wit infra red beams to direct the shots,
your first impression was "tek's just to ill" and then you hooked second thoughts,

your death filed away completely forgotten,cause ya styles-gay,
im merderous,your made of plastic.. only hooded coz ur KKK so rippin you is childs-play...

your too slow my whole crew flows to leave you in dust and wackness,
your a slut coward---stab you during rush hour...and leave you stuck in traffic,

~ok?~

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