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