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Full court press, coming up offensive You all know this sh*t's about to pop off like pen lids A bunch of dense kids, you don’t know what a ten is Boom bap slapstick, backhands to end this Rhyme scheme's endless so I might seem senseless A light beam dispenses from my sheet of mentions Death by note, one breath zygote Far beyond English, one cannot connote Flow oh so spicy, he spoke highly So mighty, breakdown in your own psyche Icy, what my third eye see likely All you do is sight see while I leave these mics beat I might be frightening to those likely typing Despite me writing nightly they still try me So, slightly wise to revise your plan a bit They to demand to spit yet, no one’s a fan of it Common sense, speeding through with more confidence A skilled monster, new Persona more confidants Write best on my sick days, hunger is bottomless Cough and spit in the lab, mixing all these condiments Press play, turn full retard when the beat starts No trick sleeves, I see cards, foes retreat fast Hoes' thick meat ass for slow and quick outcasts But so sick that we pass explosive foul bars It’s like a prison, stone cold with bozos So, don’t be mad if we dispose all overloads We know the codes for how to flow the most Say no to those who're just tryna to know to boast Coming down like curb stomp Face it c**t these words bomb, almost an absurd song I never fall weak, always exert strong forces Someone spits sicker? c**t you heard wrong Rap historian till the story end Don’t respect it? The f**k will you do for me then? Escort me to extort then post-mortem One-five y-o with the mind of bout forty men Lay em all dead before them Tore them to pieces left bodies distorted Needless to say, of course we were rewarded Saw four Swordsmen trade liquid swords Awesome Tryna get the Gold in this Cold World Keep a poker face while everyone folds I’m not much of a curser but imma roll the dice Bold and nice on the mic spit harder than Dolomites Classic tales from the mic stand This sh*t slaps harder than your dad’s right hand Bash you to sleep with these beast techniques They now know the b*st*rd’s old and dirty like Ason Unique A different argument of Arsonist Rap representative like a member of parliament Rate at least 150, bars are marvellous At least half zealous compel us to make you say you’re jealous They treat my sh*t like bad accidents These mad raps for men haphazardly cause fractured limbs Fat sacks of sh*t spouts fad, shunning extravagant adolescents Gain a sadder presence than depressants Young dumbass kid with bars to spit Sprinkled with a little bit of inflamed cartilage Always attempt to spit the hardest sh*t Lyrical executions with the biggest partisan Young verbalist, not a herbalist But best believe I smoke these tracks when I’m splurgin this Can’t stand the turbulence with a merciless Cerberus I'm too determined b*t*h, murderous you’re superfluous
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