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im a lyrical killer night time thriller and still got the skill

like im ill here to colect the bill on what you said

treting me like im brain dead back with a passion that got you askin

is this kid the king of rappin cause i send the others packin

cause i know what they lackin its the energy to get to action

but i got ask them if there grasping the concept that im the best bet

but dont fret better yet i still gotta falsh the check to gain respect

for all the lyrics i spit and people i diss but i must admit that this shit is kinda lit

but i gotta slow down cause if i dont ill end up desrotying the whole town

with a great big ball of fire its somthing to admire ima rap god for hire

cause my raps hit so hard i split them like an atom somthing most cant fathom

lines so real there like platinum but i have some different thoughts when were

talking shots that have fired but fire back on the latter only bigger and bader

give zero fucks like a honey badger shit fuck the subject matter im serving

rhymes on a plater and blood will be splattered and minds shattered when

they hear the killer coming there hearts start runnning and ther minds crumbling

next they start stumbling and mubling before they start strugling as i leave them dead

face down in the bed missing there ima insane nickname fuck fame type of guy

bet its a surprise that the real that underlies all my emotions started to open

i have awoken and no longer will i be softspoken coming with rhymes that are potent

and a mind thats always growing to point that ima brainiac with a mad attack

even when the cards are stacked two to one but ive already won