You got that indie glow
Return of the king of flow
But i don’t mean top 40 hits
King of the va, off of those toxins.
Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.
Know it good when she go no hands
Thoughts of immortality
The good kid from the ugly city
Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
Of which im not exactly proud of,
Or now they don't praise enough
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
Body doze, who ? give em karate blows
"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine
Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,
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