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The pastor baptized a bastard in blunt phases,

Stuck in life maze, surviving on chump changes.

I’m posed to shock when the flow don’t stop

The dose is lock, my quotes provoke the flock,

They pack guns, act tough, but they lack funds

Brilliantly ballistic, busting like bounty thieves

I damage emcees, brand em like old decrees

I’m a seed from the deep, I defeat weak tweets,

I craft clever concepts, collecting all my checks,

I’m quick to disperse, leave em all in the hearse,

Curse with the thirst to rehearse this universe.

My words are a curse, so they trap in my verse,

Lurk in the dark where the bad men immerse.

Lights out anytime I speak they get piped down Hype crowd got em jumping like a fight round,

Strike loud, I’m the storm that wipes towns,

I break skulls like a Kit Kat, dismantle your goal,

My rap flows crack domes, and rattle your soul,

calm the fuck down before I buck rounds

Duck rounds, buck sounds, enemies struck now

Glock in the sock, swing heavy, it crunch town

hunt clowns, leaving em fucking slump wow

Lights out anytime I speak they get piped down Hype crowd got em jumping like a fight round,

Strike loud, I’m the storm that wipes towns,

Think about it, cause the truth just right now

I ain’t going lie, won’t let this pipe drown

When I turn the take control of the flight now

I cruise with the clues, never lose in the shoes

Stepping through with the view, keep the truth

I choose when I get the juice and the hues

I refuse to fucking just cruise with the fools

I’m a do this last rhyme scheme

Days are rough, can’t sway from me,

Stay on tough, don’t play with me,

Grew up rough, they prey on me.

Stack the chips, I’m here to eat,

Rap to flip, I’m on repeat,

Clap the grip, don’t miss a beat.

Shake the ground, can’t break from me,

Lace the sound, it’s fate for me,

Face the crown, they wait for me.

Stacking this bread like I’m funding a bakery

Play with me? I turn your ass into history