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I come on spittin, the hittin
Before there were chickens different dons listened to me for advice
Like I'm John, just left again, so I'm steppin in
To catch wreck and when on my next be checks to spend that I'm exitin
Perc' is nice, the price, every verse entice
One of the most ministers to speak twice on the Earth since Christ
Ideas delay of light years from what's here
I dare all my to slay

Two grand, and, your whole crew man
The true fans, know who can, bring like in the Sudan black
No games, style is fo{?}, cocaine, like propane
I brains bashin them no-name cats that flow lame
Writes well, recite then there's a chance you might
In the air your worser nightmare after a sliced ear
Perc' spit every verse with the worst known
Disperse quit clique tryin to front get they turf hit blown