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My lyrics make you hype, I make hype music
Don't be dissing me, don't even try to do it
You can't disagree, no one's ill as me
And you finna see, I'm a death penalty
Like a waterfall, they get hit with different flows
Leaving these fuckers all stiff and froze
Bring the fucking ruckus, I'll get to flipping foes
My rhymes are a weapon disguised as scribbled notes
I'll blind you If you stepping to me, I frigging go
Behind you and just checking to see your physical
I'll find you begging to be in death's grips
I might do improvising, you have to check scripts
Everybody want me to drop my next shit
You ain't fucking with me, stop the flexing
Both middle fingers thrown up like gang signs
I am a wizard, like a gay guy, I bang guys
Sliding on your team like a damn sleigh ride
It ain't a dream, it's time to say bye
I'm right by your bed while you sleeping at late night
I strike with the mic, but I can't say why
I vomit with rhymes as dangerous as comets
If you're the one I'm bombing, you should be honored
I check rhymes, watch out If you step by
Check if your neck fine, if it is, it won't be next time
Better than your best line, I've the most complex mind
I can protect mine so good, wear a vest, guy
Them hating pussies can kiss my scrotum
Like a bag from Louis, they get left open
I hold them motherfuckers by the throat while floating
Golden thoughts in my mind, I can do it with no pen
The way I be flowing, it's really like fluids
Your wrist, I'll make you put a knife to it
Come to a battle with at least two body bags
'Cause I'll kill every single one of you sloppy fags
I'm the owner of the most copied swag
Harder than titanium, and not only that
My lyrics are able to bend time and space
You get served with no trace,(trays) I'm like a blinding mace
I've been working all that time just to shine with grace
It's a sign your days slowly flying away
Suicide might help, just know that hiding ain't
I'm basically a life sentence served on iron tray
Everytime I write a line, my mind inflates
Your ass getting served like in Hawaii state(surfed)
I'm that much of a boss, I can fire flames
I'm a cannibal, you'll be lying ate
You higher than a flying plane
If you thinking that you fucking with this, I ain't playing
Fry my foes, I'm a frying pain
You leaking like oil, get boiled like entire place
You can see that I'm coming with no whiteish stain
I'm gon' get to punching if you say my idols lame
I got assets you don't got, like spitting acid
I know you gon' fold up, all the bodies I'm stacking
When I be on the mic, I spit heat on the mic
That's the shit I do when I'm seeing 'em fight
Hot shit spitter too, let out the demons inside
Let the bullets out, and I'm keeping a knife
When I pull it out, always leaving 'em sliced
Lyrics cannibal, you get eaten for life
Mirroring my style, you'll be weeping your eyes
Out, I'm known for defeating them guys
You'll get blown, stomped, treated like flies
I'm a rapper, take no chances, so I ain't 'bout acid rap
All y'all fakers get left stranded, 'cause I'm always snapping back
My raps gon' fulfill my dream, so I can be stacking plaques
If your song be dissing me, then your song be lacking facts
No hit or miss, I always hit, I twist your shit, no acrobat
You'll be bit and you'll be hit, and my lyrics gon' bash your ass
Audio waves have power of a fucking earthquake
Someone says I'm trash? I'm gonna burst flames
Don't speak what's on your mind, or the first place
Where you lying is grave, the worst pain
Is meeting motherfuckers that ain't fucking with my shit
You can try to shoot, but I ain't ducking from no bitch
If you tryna rape me, then I'm biting off your dick
Making my own history, writing my own script

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HotShitSpitter
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