check this out this quick freestyle and get at me wit ya thoughts . . .

lyrical fire, watch me blaze.. like johnny/
outlaw of tha east, not clyde nd bonnie/
you want skill, i got a surplus of that/
make yo heart beat fast, like a heart-attack/
feel that pain in yo chest its me.. THA SICKNESS/
my claim to fame is not rhythm, its QUICKNESS/
you can accept me, or deny/
but dont say ima rookie, cuz thats a lie/
liars are sinners, and sinners go to hell/
my rhymes hook you in like CRACK on tha libery bell/

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