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AFGoblin, Sean Boogie, RapeVanWinkle Let's get it Savage, linguist, break your vertebrae Shatterin' your jaw, have you stuttering all day I kick the angry flow, the lyrical kung fu that will destroy Your whole style at the count of one, two Ripping it raw, straight gutted to the core You can't tame my style, motherf**ker It's on the prowl, ready and hungry to kill Stupid f**ks like you, that think you can shout Mr Rio, I'm the sensai with no remorse I enforce, my tactics of anarchy on your main fort As your squad runs a retreat, I go three peat Another head on my mantle, glory goes to SB A wise man knows when to battle, fools don't They show fear when they step up to the plate I won't, my skills are sharper like ancient war time daggers While you're still distracted, you need practice you slacker I'm a focused rifle scope, you're a melted snowman Winters over home boy, I'm hot let me blow man I'm a fiend for the beat, straight addict Hardbody all of yall 'cause I got this sh*t mastered I'm not a metal fan but Megadeth is my weapons name Long rifle rounds bringing drums like a death metal band Been enraged, sending out slugs at you b*st*rds since the womb Big f**king guns, protagonists from Doom Style, who's wild? Who will catch you smoking Cool Milds with the dudes Still shooting while I'm smiling psychotic-ly Swastika in my forehead as a child protigy Those who deceive me will die horribly, honestly Get in the f**king rape van, patience isn't your safest bet You've been detained, simulating while I rape your head I'll take your phone, have your Instagram pics erased from the web Replaced with Rose's severed fingers playing a game of chess I'm aiming the Tech smart, carve your face like a check mark Char your brains over a propane, guns blazing I ain't playing I'm taking over your set like Vader's Death Star Making it old enough to carbondate molers to know where the f**k my threats are Coming through with a mask and gun, ma**ive pump action With plugs on my ear 'cause when I blast it You would swear this sh*t is two gauge True lames like a lion while you fools are low on the food chain Police try and stop from taking souls like the Liu Kang Um, it wasn't Liu Kang that took souls, that was Shang Tsung None of my business though, girls already know my Wang is hung I been making beats so you listen on the street Put that record on repeat until you fall asleep And then wake up, do it all again Buy my album, money well spent I'll do it for cheap, ninety-nine cents Ninety-nine thousand dollars in my hand I will not accept any less I'm just too stressed Feeling hard pressed Fed up with record businesses They always taking artist's money Left broke begging for somebody To help you but nobody can Your life is now a mess and no more fans Gonna help you out You fell off and you're drowning now They don't want that creative freedom Time to stand up with distribution platforms Sat in formation waiting for a new day Like an old slave listen to what I say I might be young and only sixteen Being a rapper doesn't mean I need to sip lean Don't even get me started on drugs though I can go deep into that like there's no tomorrow I got cousins and friends on that bro It irritates me the fact that they do blow I'm almost done, but before I finish this Let me let you know there is more you can do To get your mind off the drugs Get back to the norm like me and the spot light The spotlight, the spotlight, yeah thats the spotlight
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