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- Freestyle? how about you pay me a dime
- for every rhyme that i kick from my crazy ass mind
- as i get to blazing to shine, see i'm on the grind
- like the bones in your spine as i make your head bang
- like rough sex on meth and ex as you wreck the bed dang
- a dollar ten in six bars that i spit hard enough to rip scars
- and bust to flip cars, see i'll get hostile and compile verseatile verses
- while rehearsing worthwhile words with thoughts in cursive
- i'm a wordsmith gifted with a curse bitch,
- i burst with this energy that i become immersed with
- it's like a thirst kid, and i'm rushin the system
- like a riot to the radio, no dust in the rythem
- it's a must that you listen cuz i'm touchin with idioms
- for idiots who aint getting it when i'm rippin i hit you with
- straight sickness when i enter the center with energy
- take you on an adventure that tremor's you mentally it's synergy
- you begin to see my identity this is my serenity
- musical biochemistry that calms me tremendously
- and i come at you endlessly like a hummer rushin thru a tunnel
- GET BACK
- bitch i'm in the zone like Deion Sanders at cornerback
- running for the touchdown, better call the coroner jack
- cuz i just killed this shit, consider this a fore runner rap
- of what's comin that i give you double vision in like foreigner's back
- now notice how i just slowed it down to help you catch up a little bit
- cuz i left you in the middle of it the way i spit em a little quick
- so now i feel like i'm kickin riddles on Ritalin tryin to hit again
- just listen and get the jist as i spit a little wicked
- and kick it up a notch,
- LET'S GO
- i just bust like fuck it if i kick the bucket
- at least you get touched with somethin so haters suck it
- i'm rushin with somethin to get em buzzin
- so they tell their sisters and cousins
- Atone's comin to hush em
- they end up with a concussion
- as i become apart of a new hip hop discussion
- Another sixteen i spit with my flow flammable like benzene
- i rip mean and flip with tricks preen til you get a split spleen
- i'm slick, serene, have you screamin like fans on the scene of Selena's
- last moments i own it like when i battle opponents in a zone where i'm known to be focused
- so it's like an omen you get frozen, i'm potent, i send your family my deepest condolence
- i move like a roman soldier roamin with composure
- i told ya it's over i fold ya like cold cuts
- i scold ya like foldgers it's hopeless
- just take the rope cuz i wrote this for closure
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