Yo on the mic i get deadly like toxins//
throwin these lyrical punches like im boxing//
and im Mike Tyson, spitting lyrical lightning, till im done fighting//
and you can pop ya shots off like kobe//
my verbal swords stay sharp like Shinobi//
Im easily makin you die, slowly//
im a rookie but there aint nothing you could show me//
i eradicate greats, and fakes//
removin everyone aint no escape//
receivin flowers at ya funeral but it aint no date/
my lyrical mistreatment is too much for you to compete wit//
like saddams nuclear weapons, my flows r secret//

just a lil bit up for judgement

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