I hate soulstar's physics
I emit atom bombs
while U only got c4
like you on nuclear limits
god made atticus in a lyrical prism of crystal
of solid light unseeable unbreakable by soulstars finger pistols
kid claim'n he aimin accurate and aint hittin shit
I riddle men in many ways
2 middle out this nigga
off my chest im superman
load bullets though it riccocets
soulstar whiter than stars in other galaxies
On my planet bra when niggas pull out 'cool whips'
we spread like 'mayonase'
I can't rap so I car jack
for experience take yo stereo...ah fuck it...
Atticus u a bitch/I'ma cause u a breakdown by the end of this shit u gonna feel violated like Kobe's accuser/my rhymes are blackhearted u think u gonna live when u go against me nigga u more retard than Gooding in Radio/But I got to give it to ya this is kinda challagin' for me cuz I'm ain't use to battlin' a pussy/Bitch I live my life in destitue so I know how the streets work in less than a hour I'll make ya my postitue/ I spit like fire let ya burn than sit back and watch ya sworm/I seen ya last battle with regulator and u suck/seems u always run away for about 10 mins and still ain't got shit to say/this shit to easy I'm just put in ya grave and let ya decay/
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