I rhyme circles when I give birth to tha best,
When I'm on tha mic niggas best be wearin' a vest,
Cause I bring tha high pressure my words hotta then lead,
I don't give a fuck nigga it's like dawn of tha dead,
Tha original, lyrical, droppin' subliminal text,
When niggas step up I'm yellin' who next,
I don't need a fuckin' punchline to break yer' neck,
Instead I'll parade yer' head praisin' yer' death,
Like a warlock puttin' a stop to yer' ambition,
And y'all still consider ya'selves competition,
Well stop it or else yer' feelin' tha 22 rocket inside yer' pocket,
Poppin' out through yer' sockets. Wha!

Gotta leave it alone after that.

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