I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire
Im burnin tires comin down the boulevard higher then a heaven choir
I'll top you with a cherry, you fucking little hairy shit fairy!
Leaving him #eight hundred and forty pounds heavy/,
I gotta tell you it just aint easy being me,
Don't try to gauge, you'll see, this defiant nasally heinous g
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