Rockets can't stop me cause i'm north too ill.
Sure i might be mentally ill, but my rhymes endlessly spill,
Late night, wind of change blows straight
Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!
To run and hide, now your pussies fried
I spot the acoustic on the wind side
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