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but that's the cross roads, where thoughts get lost n a crop circle..
get held in a full nelson until the flesh on him rots purple....
fightin with greatness with the mic in his grip that's enticing the stages...
performing for lab rats, nothing but mice in their cages
then I recycle the pages of words scribed into stone...
my rivals are known, the rightfull king has arrived to his throne..
I'm the cannibalistic MC my bodys thriving for bones
the day I die is the time I leave these rhymers alone
until then, your alliance is shown..no mercy, I conquer the planet..
a bonker mechanic... to put your trivial thoughts into panic
run in your backyard, spin your dad and swing him off of his hammick
hiphops an international language how do you not understand it?
faggot... I cope forreal... never cockin a groping steal
killing the public as bodys feel up my stomach like kosher meals
I leave the fate of everyone one on your roster sealed
while your trying to stand up for yourself like a broking heel
if you haven't seen the signs of your failure your blind to the naked eye
you'll be a wack motherfucker until the day you die
I'm suprised you've been here and was able to stay alive
but now that C-A arrived, it's time for this homie to say goodbye