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The cat whose style is right
I can be mistaken for the and silent type
My violence bites like it was vampire's teeth
I'm hammerin' chief, opponents beef, you're put to sleep

My radical brain, run your terrain, I'm comin' again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin', there's no numbin' the
Warpin' your frame to with ill techs
Still flex, kill specs on cassette

Mic checks, and reps, collect all live bets
We'll see how the lights get
The illest attack, I fight artillery jacket
smacked then verbally humbled

You stumble and fumble, so I gain
moves in cycles, natural progression
Thuganomics lesson is when records are bought
for lies and fillers, nowadays

Gorillas scrilla if the market's correct
All you is a hook, and a hand to collect
Lack cred but respect Mc's me
Don't blast the back heat but the streets, can't me

nice, I rock your wigpiece
Leave hard rep soft
Just like Miami left the big east

Bust
Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, and John Cena
the mainstream

Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, and John Cena
Assassinate the

I between the hi-hat, the bassline

The slideback, the scene that, Trademarc
raps through divine contact
The synapse to climb a syntax [unverified], define
We find Trademarc's photo id the letters

Your rhymes are played, minimal blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of banks
You lost your focus of
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say that meant
(Shit)

The mainstream remained
Then the corporate industry became the same
And I leaned below the scene
out the future warfare schemes

To sweep through the lethal, to meet you
Delete too, editorial
Cause labels need candy ass rappers so the can listen
Not the system

The last talented cats lost they status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on that never sell
'Cause executives and schemes
rims, hoes and music, and bed in jail

I the veterans can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream acts is
I want hard beats, basslines, and lyrics vivid
A voice within it, me real rap is comin' back and boy it's livid

I it, I breathe it, I live it
I the scene and I bring destruction
You worth your weight, never mind the cost of post production
of Trademarc, the poet laureate

Through the of reason
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 [unverified] to beat in

that
Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
Assassinate the
know my steez, Trademarc and John Cena
Assassinate the

Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, and John Cena
Assassinate the

Bust
know my steez, yo we raisin' the bar
Assassinate the
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and John
Assassinate the

Y'all my steer, yo we raisin' the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and John
Assassinate the

that
Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and John
the mainstream

Y'all know my steez, yo we the bar
the mainstream
Y'all my steez, Trademarc and John Cena
Assassinate the
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