I approach tha cipher with sacred rhymes like mantras ‘n’ meditation time, I copulate tha mind from behind / chime in grimy when I conversate with evidence that corroborates 85s is blind, dumb ‘n’ deafened / festive, I’m restively aggressive, upside down smilin’ with facial expressions expressin’ my distaste ‘n’ hatred that’s etched in, deep within my fleshes / forever will I spit like dicks ‘n’ testicles on schedule with itineraries / spare me your parodies, there’s no flesh as fair as me / a mentalist, Science, with extra sensory projection like Carrie / reality is scary, caught up in carnality with masturbation as my vice / Spun Fernando Valley, 16 guns with extra ammo, battlin’ Christ lookin’ like Rambo with a buck knife / stabbin’ the air for practice, cavernous / titans clash, I cut crabs as tha verbal concierge with my pedaso by tha pair…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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