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Yo,Hiphop has made to be a thing of the past, Ak ressurects it atlast, my rhymes show contrast, i flow mississpi fast, snakes are talking, i hear em hissing in grass, the glass, an unseen barrier of rap, harsh, to know that AK's coming back, dark, i storm troop hoods with a spark, make my mark, coz cats killed hiphop with sad remarks, them fake idols made hiphop scuicidal, im vital, to you my rhymes are a trifle,
Fakes,phoneys tryna clone me, then have the cheek to try disown me, im only, 15, but i reign supreme, young teen makes a scene, for hip-hop genes, street hoppin to get robbing, knocking enemies out the frame, simple and plain, my plateau, surrounded by my chateau, and thats so, origin-al, like al pacino, the first time scarface made a seen,though, my stylo, keeps me real yo, Hip-hops dead, so whats the deal yall?
I stand close to the sub, stuff my face with grub, spitting more heat, eventhough i aint done a dub, know my wisdom sprays, kids be phased, even adults be dazed, amazed by the young adult, this kid is a wonder, there is no fault, to top me off, sprinkle some salt, im a fresh colt, in the hands of a maniac, where there hip-hop ladys at? shady cats tryna create traps, just to get me clapped, so i cant get famous, in the usa map, and make a stack, to keep fam at bay, if i may, i say,hip-hop is dead.
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
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