I master my entrences, saw my girl and blew by the french kiss
To adjust like wrenches when selling drugs in benches
Translation, your not ready for my type of formation
The type that been threw more down low then the economy of the nation
Peep how the vacation had'em starv'en an waiting
Parten my pation now start on the ovation, take part of the creation
That's creating the pations to speed walk and paceing
As I lay tracks down like mason, only thing u'l gain is a bounch of fustration
So jump off the rotation then part the flow'ation since ur part of the low'waste'in
While everyone has high expectation, and ryde with folk's hate'en
U have only supplie the mind of loads of ache'ing
Ur the ambiblicol that get cut from lyrical liberial physical
The reticual that's pitaful who's verse aren't memerable
So the reflection u see in the mirra only one who has fear of you......

Haha high keystyle....

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