Pardon me …this is lyrical armed robbery..
verbs and nouns bomb at high speeds ….
con artistry, truancy, words test your buoyancy …
aint a mc true as me …. Move fluidly …
never been accused of loitering … prophecy .. prolly be
sick like rickets spiting … stress and I’ll test ya chest piece … like teks speed …
fully auto…. Manual in the clutch like need for speed.. make em bleed…
you fucking with a different breed …
half man all zin …
yall sleep ..im balls deep … fall weak … like palsy …call keep
‘em froze ock this Rorschach ….
Seize those that fiend for hip hop …
them check one twos and it don't stop …
.i load cock …explode pop…
seek flesh tear through your chest …
testing his vest when he thinking he fresh …
the vet to mike vick … peta tweater …
im so sick my flo sticks like you under hypnosis…
potent ..the dividend ZIN I am the quotient ..
it should be obvious where the dope is …

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