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Stick a fork in his corpse, cordially courting |
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Sourcing his portion for organs, give metaphors an abortion |
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A portrait of poor sportsmen, endorse and remorse towards him |
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I torch his vocal cords til his course is the four hor***** |
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Your core's forcing, they roar but I’m board snoring |
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A smorga*****ord of endorphins, I’m dwarfing your dwarf swordsmen |
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I retort but of course no recourse for it |
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I’m more of a moor, that's why my rapport discourse for it |
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I’m forming a fort, forcing proportions that pour forward |
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Sort of a four-fifth to your orifice you poor ******* |
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Forfeit, tryna spit with this *****, I forewarned him |
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Waging a war, décor of Muhammed or George Foreman |
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Performing vocal expressions that questions the status quo |
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Inhabit no sense of worth when you barely can pack a show |
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Distracted by the fact I was too rabid impacted by |
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The *******t that people said, but instead let amplified |
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And *****s want a response, my response; "Keep waiting" |
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Fools rush in, smart *****s keep patient |
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Chasing the next man, the best plan developed wrong |
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***** ru*******ng a freestyle my *****, make a better song |
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I don't know what to say |
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Yo, Yo, one round Roger Mayweather, Rocky Lockridge |
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Who better to rock with than the Locksmith, stop it with the gossip |
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Sweat when the clock tock tick |
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The plot got thick, the bomb like the rhyme that I kick |
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Body ba*******ng, bruised, broken bones, bloody mosh pits |
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Truth telling is labeled hate speeches, these poisonous brain leaches |
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Smack the principals and rape the fake teachers |
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Hypocritical Hollywood hoodlums that make features |
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Political pandering preachers that desecrate Jesus |
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Dumbing down the society, everything is over-simplified |
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Cowards are put on pedestals and heroes are villainized |
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My organization Untouchable Force, Ice Mix Master |
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And life's *******t baffling, fight ******* staggering |
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Towards this white ***** javelin, dispatching 'em, every lyrical diss catching 'em |
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Distracting 'em, pistol packing click clacking 'em |
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You can't claim title with no win first |
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You're a bigger ******* than the ******* when it give birth |
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Keeping the poor in the prison |
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Rhyme like a 90s cat from Rawkus was spitting |
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Reflection Eternal and Nas in the source It Was Written |
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Not influenced by any corporate decision, I ignore your opinion |
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I'm the GOAT above Fraizer, Norton, Foreman and Liston |
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Laws of religion cause the hoards of division, doors of admission |
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Causing the friction, inscription like the walls of Egyptians |
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Paint a portrait like the Lord of the Christians, taint and altered his pigment |
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False depictions got us all in a prison |
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But it ain't no God in this system, can't evolve in conditions |
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Where they write me off as being off and left my thoughts in perdition, *******ing |
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Often would grapple, tackle this road to no progression |
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Claiming you atheist but still wor*******p your possessions |
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Ground broke with a down stroke and a noun spoke and the town folk scrounge for an abound rope but they found no amount floats |
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Sex trafficking out the Vatican rather than found hope |
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Profound smoke from burning oaths you thought they found a new pope? |
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Black chemicals signify the simple lies, the masses rally |
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Screen shot of a rap blog, saw the image of Alex Crowley |
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Amass the tally, I pass it barely, I'm Makaveli |
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That's strong as the purest **** or this rapper from outta Cali |
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