Got the shit on like, got niggas quotin my rhymes/
Niggas gettin gay,namin the self after zodiac signs/
He said I would get schooled, Talk is very cheap/
Put his mind in front of his mouth, Think before you speak/
Listen to the heat, Im like Satan himself/
freestyle giant in front of you, You just a lyrical elf/
Bad for your health, Poison has nothing on my flow/
My career is like bitches, Don't know when but I know I am gonna blow/
Got off track, Back to the task at hand/
Body this dude,Make his shit lean to the side like bikes on kickstands/
I get ripped?, That is not a familiar outcome/
You don't say shit, You must be from the south son/
Round one, I think I got the upper hand/
Cut of the arm you write with, and ask do you need a hand?/
Holla

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