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set the score, rhymes galore, tingles down your spinal cord

give you focus and align it for ya, then ignite euphoria

when it come to rappin’ in this sh*t its never kinda sorta

went from stockin’ shelves to writin’ orders

now we lookin forward

shook the boredom straight up out they bosom

out the tracks we stood in, posted actin like a hoodlum smokin’ backs

and kickin’ raps, the sentence pack a heavy load this sh*t might crack the fulcrum

another deadly episode ensued, i’m sparin no one

i go son, my flow is the ocean, that’s why i’m so sick wittit, sh*t is ridiculous oh f*ck

i’m lyrically beatin my foеs up

been poin the potion the fos up

to the point you addictеd and nose run
a river of blood if you skip on a dose bruh

that’s how they feelin whenever they listenin’, thank me, don’t mention it

polished the knowledge i got a certificate sh*t can go off, you gotta envision it different, imagine a world with no hate or division, the start of the day we all make a decision, got faith in myself and i really don’t follow religion, your followers gobblin d*ck of the devil, that’s all that it is

to be honest it sickens me on six different levels, you isn’t convinced? let me tell you, how many l!cks does it take to k!ll you?

blasted in the face over j’s, the milieu

f*ck the fame give the fans the real you

adjust ya pace if they cannot hear you

just in case turn up the volume

it’s ya lucky day, when i step on stage

10 minute phrase and the sh*t was all true

make a rapper a draw a blank and the dj on cue

if you meanin’ what you say, glad it’s not you

i’m blessin’ the session like ah*choo
verbally wettin’ em, monsoon

don’t do repetitive autotune

indebted to gods of the hardened, the government martyred them, it’s in the docs and the articles

they can consecutive slaughter fools

over a line in a song or two

i got a lot to say, not a lot to lose

all across sp*ce where my thoughts exude

and for gods sakes hip hop produce

some real f*ckin change i’m sick of this cr*p, imprintin’ my stamp, leave bigoted chapped

y’all can’t k!ll sk!ll i’m bringin’ it back

comin with the ill will, get ya genitals cracked, not your typical rap, it’s a criminal act, we divisibly stand, gettin’ rid of all that, they trippin’ off that, precision in craft, envisionin’ plans, in strict raw stanzas, heard you spit that sh*t outlandish, pick it up the kids demand it, ragin’ flames, we think let’s fan it, corporations take advantage

rake in cash off fear and panic

insecure, and saddened, the waters impure if the sh*t is in plastic
gotta be stewards defendin the planet

bendin the graph of emissions, and draggin it down til the ice caps thicken

im not kiddin, climate shiftin, i would listen to statistics, science isn’t just for chemists, need revision, and consensus, power plays

inspired brilliance, make it through the harsh conditions, ima dog my bark is vicious, and a bite gon’ need some stitches, cinched the bag, toe taggin’ simps it’s just a daily act of business

i’m a k!lla, i’m a villain, i got gualla to the ceilin, man that’s all i’m ever hearin’

they’ll repeat it and repeat it, and it’s sellin’ it’s egregious, all the bling mothaf*ckas be flexin’ on ig wit, actin’ conceited, really don’t mean sh*t

look up where the gold from, bet you’ll find out that piece really ain’t some clean sh*t

that was some g sh*t

to the poor congolese kids

put to work in the deadliest deep pits

ima give u my three cents

what i think of this generation, every phrase is a steam vent, beast of burden, how corporate treat them, cuz they worship the almighty green skins, green backs

that dirty money bleed fifths

we spiral up into some deep sh*t

i’m rippin’ the song into pieces

not talkin that garbage i’m eatin’

i’m bossin’, an artist, and vegan

comin’ hard with the rawness and speed flame

these charlatans talkin’ that weak game

these amateurs couldn’t at least say, what it mean when they talkin’, they noggin is hollow it’s honest

some zombie apocalypse shiee mane

i can’t rock wittit, so my prerogative

always be stockin’ provocative st**z mane

ay, i need a bong rip to be sane

i got my heart on a sweet thang

out of the darkness from we came

rise above, disregard all beneath me

adamant thought i’m releasing

leaving fans up in awe cuz i’m beastly

i be brandishing bars like a sword swing

pop and copying f*ckin abhors me

with no wisdom that sh*t is just boring

these m*th*f*ckas comin off sus and corny

rappin’ bout, sellin’ out, for the clout, whoring

sh*t really lookin like, when in doubt, more bling, poor thing

plain facts, brain damage, xan addicts

foreseen mass cancer, and it’s sad dammit

and i know for a fact the sh*t was planned dammit

they rake in the dough, then they takin some mo

that’s even in a pandemic

they be like d*mn waylon

you can get down wittit

sh*t, you already know

i switch up the flow like a levee i’m ready to get it fasho

steadily rippin’ it hittin’ it home, into the sky but that isn’t the limit, i’m in it to win it, i get it it’s gone, articulate poem, rap gettin’ long as a muf*ckin tome

these wack m*th*f*ckas adjustin’ they tone

that sucka sh*t sung it is rubbin’ me wrong

they buggin’ and stuck on some follow along, sh*t

make me sick to my stomach, i’m nauseous

obnoxious imposters, i’m done with

cash and whips and the hoes it’s redundant

man think about your goals or some sh*t

uplift

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