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spittin hot..watts of written talk, yet remain cold like winter frost/
in a minute tops..discussion serves to crush ya herbs to dust n earth/
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cant deny the script..its prone to fuck up more heads than license pix'/
the lines i spit are kid tested mother approved..i write just for Kix'/
blessed with gifts to wreck the shit..its exodus when i clench a fist/
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I enter hot with inner thoughts and acute wit to split cinder blocks/
spittin hot..watts of written talk, yet remain cold like winter frost/
in a minute tops..discussion serves to crush ya herbs to dust n earth/
cut ya nerves when i bust constructed words and sharp wit..the darkest /
artist, targets the heart with,fatal spits that grips heads like armpits/
a marksman with fountainous speakins..features like mountainous regions/
sounds be just reeking when i bust and yell, whats the disgustin smell?/
me..im the shit'..a rhyme scientist...inclined to rip the livest bitch/
cant deny the script..its prone to fuck up more heads than license pix'/
the lines i spit are kid tested mother approved..i write just for Kix'/
blessed with gifts to wreck the shit..its exodus when i clench a fist/
so test ya wits and mess with this..i suggest pimp you work extra shifts/
im the best you bitch!..none before me none after kid..finally i mastered it/script classicness..while half the wackest kids bust with plastic tits/
im hazardous, just check the speech..steroids..the way i flex techniques/
my expertise most cant understand..like they got boneless legs and feet'/chest of heat breathe to roast n toast flesh and meat..who's testin me/enemies, forget kissing my ass goodbye..you'll never see the end of me/destiny..my verbal directory..of golden bars leaves the treasuries/wit no accesories..my pedigree's fuckin beautiful like doing tyra banks/proven Higher Ranked.. yall riders aint nuttin..like you fired blanks/this writer drank..a can of enhanced sound..untapped..then passed out/a man of sand now...saw my pen as a felon..it killed the script then ran out...
