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Perfected Multiez
IP: 4577 CD9A
Nick Named Young Gun, My Intellect Leaves UnSteady-Necks/ Who’s-Ready-Next, Steady-Techs, Leaven A Petty-Mess//
Spaghetti-Chest-Left/ When My Machetti-Rests-Breaths//
Confetti-Vest-Left Cracked-Fukked-and-Open/ Gats-Tucked-and-Focused Rats-Stuck-Furocious//
Lacs-Trucks-the-Groccest, I Mean I’m Sicc The Doctors-Note-Proves-It//Stoppen-Spokes-Moven/ Rockin-Hoes-Grooven//
Criminal-Mastermind/ Subliminals-Blastin-Spines, Intervals-Passin-Lines/ Turn and you’ll Contrast-Signs, Burned When You Harass-Mines/ Served Left Past-Time, Herbed When I Bash-Dimes//
And Leave Minds-Blown/ My Rhymes-Known, To Leave Time-Froze/ And Prime-Stones Wantin To Make Sadistic Time-Clones// When I Heave-Chain-Saws, I Leave-Staind-Walls/ Weed That Leaves Brains-Stalled, D-Scryptively Insane-Dawg//
Pain-Clawed At The Door, Taken Bats-To-Them-Whores/ Tracks-In-The-Doors, So I Show These Wacks-Whats-InStore// Waven-My-Swords You Know When My Revelution-Hits, Evolution-Quits/ No Solution-Shit Just Polution-Tips/ Booze-N-Tricks Got Us Like We Loosen-Dicks//
Yo, I'm Rippin-This Like A Legitament-Kittin-Gets/ Stroken-Tits-N-This, Take Off Shoes And Start Kickin-Lips/ You Missin-Hits I'm The One With Eminem's-Written-Shit// Listen-Bitch I'm Tired Of Hearin Fiction-Scrypts/ My Name Ain't Play I Ain't The Type To Be Kiddin-With/ Your Flows Borin Like Baseball -N- Fishin-Mix/ My Block Is So Hot The Cops Wear Kitchen-Mits/ Kidnap Ya Kids Then Put 'Em In The Spaceship Flip The IgNition-Switch/ I Don't Smoke Trees I Eat Trees Until My Ass Bleeds From Shittin-Sticks/ The Call Americas Most Wanted Just To See If My D-Scription-Fits/ the only real barz you have are moviez of Prison-flicks//
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