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Living In The World Today
- I castigate, don't care what he has to say
- In the real rap game, you wouldn't last a day
- My styles are all track shaking, back breaking
- So you either commit to me or fall back on pavement
- No cats fucking with the flow er that's rugged
- I grill yo ass like an enormous, fat sausage
- [Cash come in quick, talking 'bout cents and dollars](sensing dollars)
- My raps is combining all the sins and problems
- And turning them into giant piles of rhymes
- That attack you in the middle of a silent night
- Your eyelids slide down, covering your vision
- So you're sleeping while hell and your soul kissing
- [Dropped your body in a river, you ended up in misery](Missouri)
- Rhymes more explosive than the fucking Middle East
- Riddle me this: what happens when I grab mics?
- I verbally warp back in time to hurt you in your past life
- I been telling these rappers, you can call me your majesty
- Bars over your head like carpet of Alladin be
- Magically predict trajectory of lead
- It bounce back to you, and your neck is bleeding red
- Demons said I'm their master, leave you smelling like tuna fish
- Move, bitch, don't act a fool, you ain't Ludacris
- Me with beats is a user with the Buddha lit
- With peace of mind I spit fire, make you lose your shit
- Like the cruising ship, I'm titanic, y'all panic
- When I crush and erupt with the flows that's volcanic
- Rip your raps to shreds 'cause that shit is terrible
- If you ain't finna pass the test, I don't care if you
- Got all the women, cash the checks, I'mma bury you
- [To heaven you gon' fly like a new parachute's](pair of shoes)
- Your body turn white, like that opium juice
- On a feature I carry like fallopian tubes
- This the moment of truth, you gooks is crooked liars
- If you look inside my mind, you'll see a book of rhymes
- Capable of creating amazing sets of bars
- They as nice as having sex with broads in fancy cars
- Ripping out eyes of him, you, that poor guy beside you
- [Put 'em eyes in a line, ain't telling gently, call that eye queue](ain't telling gently =intelligently, eye queue =IQ)
- My lyrics always shock the recipient
- Ride a beat like a horny girl ride a sybian
- [You was with me from the start? You lie like lithium](on the periodic table, Li is Lithium. Li =lie)
- I'm pitying you, you should've prolly did me in
- When you had the chance, it's now passed your hands
- I pass your man's best advanced tracks, I got yo ass in trance
- Watch me murder your whole crew, while you clap and dance
- Then I sit back and laugh, will I kill you? That depends
- If you spit a few good bars, I'll take you under my wings
- If not, you'll feel my ability and the thunder it brings
- I'm an opportunistic oral mortician
- If I can't cook in the studio, I'll borrow your kitchen
- Like I groupie ho, I screwed crews as a minor
- [Your nine weak like a pregnant cat's vagina](a cat's pregnancy usually lasts about nine weeks. Nine weak =nine week)
- Don't try to squeeze it, for your own benefit
- Don't fire threats, 'cause shit can get so menacing
- I arrest IRS members for not paying homage
- It's time to go, all you hearing now is fading sonic
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