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Yo, you're not as as me motherfuker stop pretendin,
murder you infrunna ya crib like john lennon,
rip ya tendants out ya to cut the tention,
im beyond the comprehension like sub atomic particles and flip dimensions,
suspension on ya breathin is what im leavin till an allegion of demons whisper the of life into your ear,
right before they make motherfukin life dissappear,
but because you hear the multi salabric grammatical,
don't compare me to that are on sabatical,
coz i never did business in little italy,
i checkers on tripple decker tall buses in tripoli,
the way you typically bicker with me, inexplicably, is a mystery that pisses me off rediculously,
because im lyrically beyond you're scientifically,
specifically spittin out the in me, prolifically,
im the of america futuristically,
after i die fuck my you'll feel me spiritually,
darker siccoli, ripping above the averages,
you hold no weight, bitches after mis- carriages,
and your label produces no like gay marriages,
im every fake thug rapper in sight,
thats why you're faggot ass will never it into the light,
crack ya skull when i smash ya face into the mic,
and now you know im like,
ill suge the industry,
i feel like the of nap turner got into me,
the hopeless,
you sound like shit when you spit live jennifer lopez,
i'll massacre a rapper and all his broke friends,
and go to club cheetah, sum blood soaked tims,
party crashin, animal fuckin bitches,
leavin thier stick figure pussy in stitches,
my verbal will outshine you're offence,
you down nonsense,
and im two hump proof, a local youth in his home made vocal booth,
a fukin incompitant killer like ray caruth,
and im technique, the nigger ever produced,
i spit nastier then period juice,
so burn ya rhyme book, stay warm,
and put it to use,
im about to drop like frozen airplanesshipped ya roof,
and im sick of fake telling lies to the youth,
you never deminicans,
and you couldn't sling if you was palestinian,
you broke mutherfuker, you don't burn rubber,
you niggers even get a fukin cab like danny glover,
you ain't hardcore, i'll tha shit outta ya muther,
you wanna be gutter? ill you laid out in tha street,
signed truly, the mutherfukin immortal technique