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Got More Meds Than Pfizer
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my physics
IP:
philosophic topics common when I drop hotness
modern ebonics, it's still english but wit' extra topings. I sing this, totally honest, I'm the calmest, I'm tha rawest.. you can't stop this, on a constant I come with scripts that uplift I guess it's a gift, the physics of my rap nature I lack tha nack ta act gangsta, I'm a pranksta leave ya in danga from the way my lyrics flood tha gates of the industry you need intalect to ever expect to get into me, or feel the heat I connected once, that's it, I'm indescrete no longer in tha street, I gave up that life to injure beats I murder tracks, y'ain't heard-a raps with this kinda delivery I got a special package, un-wrap it, stick ya-hand in a vortex forces your focus, your mind opens for it. the voices chokin' your concience, a life expendable, it understandable when you comin' with hundreds of phonetic decibles my scripts un-dressable, there's no cover-up no scandals I just say it an' if you can't handle my samples you have ample oportunity to learn achieve imunity, it's your turn... <<HOOK>> these my physics my genetic composure surround you with a phonetic enclosure I'm tha ebonetic enforcer my words absurd'll baffel your chapel with every verb your minds sanctum'll be in shambles when I ramble on in every verse like a deadly curse I swerve thru superior curves delerious at first, curious is the next serious thought to cross my psyche I might be the only one in the game this enlightning it's frightning, all my life I been writing suprising scibings either rhymes or epiphany's it sickens me how I can take six of these so called "sick" emcees and instantly leave 'em shivering and this is just my scribbling riddling your little brains am I really this insane, I must be to ask myself answer as well, like cancer I swell, spread and send you "back-up dancers" straight to hell.. how can you debate this pictoral display of greatness through fallacy and how can these fleets of meek people be so eagre to challange me they playin' on a high wire balance beam, strayin' from they anti-talent team gallantly I reach out an' ceizea thousand dreams and schemes for you to read my aparition consumes ya need, take heed this is more than greed, or green with envy you don't wanna be my enemy... <<HOOK>> ............... ............... ................ not done yet, I'll keep adding as the day goes on... can I get some feedback so far
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