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Yo, yo, yo, now when you see that big ass c, you know I'm comin
And when you know I'm comin through, you know what do
I never sent to battlin me, be impossible
I just think it's motherfucking improbable
You talkin to a nigga, niggas split
To subatomic particles, strong to stop a bull
slam, to oxygen, drop a mule
Urinating rocket fuel, over gospel tunes
by the thousands, rhymes for hours
I kick a rhyme longer than your whole album
Kickboxer, beatin the shit out niggas
I 'em till they holler, beat 'em til the cops come
Beatin niggas til they have seizures, beat 'em til they screamin
Like fax machines when start receivin
'em til my own hands start bleedin
Beat 'em til they lungs breathing and they heart stop beatin
>from 12 am to 12 pm in the
With three 15 breaks in between 'em
Good jesus, that's a really beatin
That's what you get for with this lyrical demon
Bloodstream's been, for eons
I got out of heaven for treason
Got cast out of the garden of eden for lettin the reptillian in
Got up for a dui and speedin
A whole legion of half decent emcees get released
They spit a hundred for they freedom
See I'm too nice to compete wit
Too nice to flow over beats wit, too nice to a m I c wit
Off diesel hercules shit, I cold flip
And start to punch til they leafless
Inhale with two real breaths, hold my breath
Til the whole planet suffocates and release it [release it]

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Yo, you as cold as us
Or as as us
When you get to the wolves, you get thrown to us
we in the warzone, we got the chrome wit us]
'cause we rollin rough, the soldiers rush
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to [ashes to ashes and dust to

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Yo, yo, now for the last couple of months, things been real
'cause I ain't shit worth buyin
I'm bout to show you how I'm driven
The drive comes my lyrics and my lyrics come from my inner spirit
Five the, faster than 12 cylinder engines with nitrogen in 'em
Faster than f-1 with pistons
Fast enough to give brain an aneurysm
'cause you niggas is slower fat bitches with tabalism
The way I rip apart the competition when I be
The name might as well be cannibalism
Show me a man that can't him
I'll you a man that'll grab him by the neck
And put his head to the fan on the
Suffer bad from television shit
Drop him off the of a building and let the news film him
I hop in front of the cameras and 'em how I'm feelin
I tell 'em how I that hip hop, should deal wit it
'em how I'm tired of the state rappers in
Ninety percent of the shit that give is subject matter less
Not original, but blasphemous, just a bunch of the same
Shootin the same videos, it's
You's in the same formal as the ? havel
You's are the same actors and actresses, same different laxative
Face it nigga you wack as I'm snatchin your mic
I you run for your life, children in the daylight
That track you at night, my global position is
Got a infrared blaster to test your fahrenheit
you go, I track you through hail, sleet, or snow
I track you til you're seizure grows a afro
Until you plaid 'em into
Track you til shoe soles develop holes
And you get, on your toes
Til your develop hollow coses
But you been goin so long without you don't even notice it

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