Kills any body with just his pencil.
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
And i put that on my name
But when it comes to fame
I'm going off the top of the brain
No more money, no more fame
I murder every beat with a rap, the ink i jot kills
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
I'm passed the hall of fame/
So we can live again
Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence
Cos this is rap game,here pussy sells and skills kills
I have over 300 confirmed kills
The fence they was on about my rap skills
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