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I can rap.
- I pen flames, then aim at the frame of the game
- break down the name like anagrams, yall aint the same.
- you claim you a king? then where the fuck is your crown?
- im sherlock with the pen, you just watson, sit down.
- im picasso with the bars, you still finger paint
- your whole flow is acrylic, wash it off, aint shit quaint.
- I write in flames, then autograph the ash
- flow tighter than a noose, yeah, I snap necks
- punchlines hit like a drunk driver, no regard
- im on that Not Like Us, yall just Not That Tough
- clip full of verbs, I action pack em
- call me euphoria, im kendrick level sick
- your girl scream my name like a exorcist
- yall reference me, but you aint referenced right
- im the blueprint, the curse, the fright night
- try to diss? oof, yall delusional
- im the ghost, the god, the confusional
- your bars softer than baby food, im baby proof
- I turn beef to wellington, medium rare
- my cadence got gravity, yours got cavities
- your best bar? my left bar
- im graphic like GTA, your PacMan
- last rapper who tried me? rest in piss
- this aint a diss… its a public service
- yall needed this, now go practice
- im reference only, dont mention me
- unless you ready to catch this ether peacefully
- the mic drip sulfuric acid, your flow need aloe vera
- your whole career a mummy wrapped in "shoulda been betta"
- your bars softer than the knees you beg on for features
- your name get mentioned with "who?" like bible lost creatures
- i torch rental dreams with the heat from my palms
- your whole life a sublet, lease up, you gone
- your homie death a hashtag you tattooed for clout
- your pain just decoration like fake plants in your house
- your mama ghost haunts your verses like bad rent decisions
- your daddy left receipts you still tryna redeem with your raps
- your whole team yes men nodding like bobblehead toys
- your existence a caution sign on hiphops backroads
- your metaphors stolen like cable from projects
- your whole style a thrift shop of rappers you studied
- your tears just special effects with no oscar attached
- your struggle just background noise in a trap beat
- your cadence stutter like pipes in your section 8
- your flow got evicted before the first tenant
- your pain performative like strippers at noon
- your whole career a food stamp, government proof
- your name be erased like chalk outlines in rain
- your legacy just a piss stain on raps cleanest sheets
- your life a blooper reel of bad takes and worse luck
- your death be the first time your streams really jump
- the roaches in your kitchen move with more grace
- the rats in your walls got more hits than your page
- your whole existence a glitch in the matrix
- the universe sighed when it coded your fate in
- your tears just lubricant for industry dick
- your soul just collateral for advance money spent
- your pain just seasoning for flavorless raps
- your whole life a rough draft god balled up and trashed
- your name be a footnote on a receipt at Guitar Center
- your bars bounce like checks from a broke deadbeat father
- your flow got repossessed with your whips and your chains
- your whole life a meme that nobody saved
- your mama tears fuel the ink in my pen
- your daddy ghost nod when i body your name
- your homie grave flowers wilt when you pass
- your whole existence a stain hiphop will blast
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