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Killshot (1v1 In justpasteit)

  1. //0:09
  2. Haha
  3. //0:28
  4. Matic boutta killshot, Better pill pop,
  5. Cause I [still got](Skill Jot) my bars instilled,
  6. Into your head, causing brainrot, still insane
  7. [Glocked](Got) [my pen in my hostler as I take shots](Taking shots with the glock or pen in my holster)
  8. Trapped [In a box](my mind), drivin' you deranged, you missed my shots,
  9. My mind is a recycling bin, you'll fall endlessly, don't expect it to end,
  10. Takin' it [off and](offense), might need [eye wear](Contact lenses or I wear), by the time this ends,
  11. This is a nightmare, a fever dream, my devilish schemes,
  12. This is my [killshot see](Killshot scene, Killshot movie, See with eye wear) Why risk what you never had,
  13. My scope extends, it'll be the end I'm glad, [You're in my sights](Again with the Eye wear line)
  14. Don't even try to take a jab, [my lead is in your head](Pen lead, gun lead)
  15. As I [carbine](Combine) short shots, staccato lines,
  16. Let me empty [my barrel](Carbine barrel), full of rhymes
  17. My wordplay is like a knife, cause I'm cutthroat,
  18. I have the upmost bars, don't even try, it nearly impossible to survive
  19. //1:03
  20. Its real pitiful, seeing you try
  21. but its futile, almost useless, [Unable goal](Uncapable)
  22. With my [paper](Money, or an actual piece of paper) full, at least I'm capable
  23. Your in debt, better pay in full, I got [My pencil in](Penicillin)
  24. I'm like an infection, better take my pencil out, to stop the spreadin'
  25. My killshot, no remorse or question, but should I mention,
  26. All the bars that would be over your head, without explanation,
  27. This is gonna turn to real desperation, but lets partake in,
  28. Your funeral, when your put in further incasement,
  29. Better learn your placement, grab some anticipation,
  30. Boutta taste my fist, in your face and,
  31. Who else want it, rosti, often fell,
  32. Passin' L's, tossin' shells, at his bars, I'm not hesitating,
  33. Killshot I will not fail, you just about talk, and I'm ill,
  34. Takin' shots and I will, hopin' your grave is deep enough to tell,
  35. plummeting 1000 feet into hell, as i rape the dictionary,
  36. Your spitin' its fictionary.

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