I douse my innards in that produced in France’s vineyards, my vintage lyrics show my tenure in how I penned it / relentless, I’ll snatch a ninja pendant ‘n’ trade it for dope, I’ll snatch a ninja rope ‘n’ sport it cuz I don’t give a fuck / I say my rhymes loud, sharper than a nip ‘n’ tuck with a homemade silencer to deaden tha gun bust / when you see me, I walk with brothaz, 7 in tha sun, you teensy MCs best believe that Killah God’s on tha run / loppin’ MCs heads off with machete bars, decked out in camouflage scarves / me ‘n’ tha Gods got more Knolege than esoteric Ivy League psychobabble, buildin’ pyramids with polygons ‘n’ quadrilaterals ‘n’ other unspecified shapes / I bless tha minds of fakes with Fate ‘n’ my underworld fame infuriates tha lames / I spray flamethrower tactics, there’s no word that can equate how my brain is sharper than axes…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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