I’ma write a rhyme in Aramaic that it’s fair game to – dare I say it? say “ninja” as a Caucasian, yet I don’t play that / get out the SHU, I’m blowin’ 8 caps / as an escape in rap I battle myself everytime tha pen hits tha pad / 16s over 48s, mic cords get forced to swing my sword in a sort of vocal rape / I create verbal mutations like Dr. Mengele or Chernobyl, like tha Middle East, proliferate/ I ain’t specific with my hate, I have angst towards all civilians by tha billions, guerrilla warfare / I fight MCs by tha riot, Science is biased ‘n’ bigoted, my rhymes are parables like Christ did it / more Terrible than Ivan, I’ll snort a line quicker than a New York minute, I captivate cliques ‘n’ attack ‘em like gremlins / that got fed after midnight, cat get your rhyme right or I’ma poke you in tha 3rd eye…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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