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Each quote, reloads, spin like a cheat code

CD’s heat, I’m the scheme that they fiend for

dream go ghost when they see what I bleed for

Be me? Please — I'm the peak they ain't close to

Supposed to fold? That’s a joke I ain’t sold to

have the mask on like I’m motherfuckin Jason

Chasing greatness, leave a mark, no erasing

Slide through and murk work—no dayshift

Talk crooked, get your shit twist like a twig—

loose teeth dangle

I bend truths, twist angles like triangles

Ink bleeds out the page—every bar is a confession

Stress ’em? I address ’em with a chest full of vengeance