aiight i think it's time that i woke you suckas up
you sleepwalkin through this shit, homie what tha fuck?!
this be a lyrical gym, you need to 'workout' you cant spit
i master this shit, aint no situation i cant flip!!
no emcee i cant rip, then split him down the middle bitch
you'd prolly roll with Fifty', and suck his dick 'jus a little bit'!!
im extemely sick, my rap style leaves you devistated
a new face in the game, but still you already hated!!
aint gon' never make-it, i done crushed your hope
i leave you touched and broke, everything i bust is dope!!
never enough is spoke, most rappers aint sayin shit
im sent specially from God, better check who you playin' wit!!
i speak on reality, you runnin' away from it
each line i drop is tight, so my rhymes may constrict!
y'all 'gased up', but couldnt 'blow up' from my sparks
your shit over, this is only where mine starts!!!
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