yo, my influential fluent sequential rhyme style.//
rocks to any instrumental, so get-yo mental heind-sight timed right.//
you ain't never been to my heights, my lines like a noose, tied tight around this industrial wind pipe.//
it ain't my responsibility to keep you fly'n right, so if you try'n buy everything I'm sayin', I'm say'n I ain't accountable.//
you like black sheep, following with pounds-a-wool, equal ta pounds-a-doe, count-em-yo.//
for every unit I move it's like a thousand more.//
stacks to the ceiling.. from the floor, wallet's too fat for conceiling.//
but yo, there's a good reason, my tracks like spiritual healing.//
listners get a warm feeling, not love or another emotion, spontanious combustion, take this as your final warning.//

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