hey yo profoundlyunique, what makes u think u can step up/
wait for someone to throw a diss, so u can suck up, yo what's up?/
u that cheap ya fuckin chump? pump u full of my puns, so u have somethin to rap on/
next time, bust lines, do the test, yo let's see u rhyme, instead of take sides/
but this bitch only likes to play nice, cuz he scared ta pick fights/
bitch, ya that's right, I'll let u have the gun and I'll take the knife/
and slice u twice, and watch they pain suffice, from this serrated blade coated with ice/
just put u on the hold, cuz ur blood flow begins to turn cold/
and u ain't bold enough, to turn heat up to defrost ya nuts!/
punk what? pissed cuz u know I'd fuck u up!/
and I bet now ya scared, so plz do dare ta stare/
cuz one glance at me and u'll die from lack of air/

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<center><table style=filter:GLOW(color=red)>Atmosphere - inspirations of following in the footsteps of story tellin rhymes</table></center>

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<center><table style=filter:GLOW(color=black)>Giving Sight A Third Eye</table></center>