I don't know who you think you are,
you little wack MC.run away from me, over a fence or a wall g.
Then fall down flat on your face, my raps are too fast.
Your turtle ass goes at a slow pace, as i rush past,
as an MC you're not gonna last.
Don't try to test me, cuz fools get slapped in da chest,see?
Cold cock..hittin your lungz, bleedin so much that you'll be needin a sponge.
You need to stop playin with these lyrical gunz, I know that you don't want to bury your sons.
Quit playin, fuckin around and leave the safety off, my mouth will explode and let go..leavin a hole that'll be hastly soft.
These words mean that razors will be cuttin your spleen so clean, that your body will let off some steam, through the sky high beam, this shit ain't no dream.
My speak is unique in the fact that I don;t bring old shit thats overly done or wack..tryin to come with some new hip hop attacks.
Thanx everyone! Peace!!

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