I arrive at tha cipher on a pale horse, pick out a victim, attack their sympathetic nervous system / hearts plummet ‘n’ have arrhythmias from God, Issachar ‘n’ Simeon, I’m authentic while y’all is false like computer images / my Twistedness is Scientific like true religion is, I toss limericks like discuses/ with an emphasis on rhyme flow, I write epics like Ivanhoe, shinin’ brightly restin’ on tha 7th day / callin’ Mikey, askin’ if he wanna chase some fat heinies at night, playin’ ground like this was 1999 / inclined to eat vagina, gimme tha mic, I beat tha rhyme up, assault ‘n’ battery lyrics dig thru tha underground to China ‘n’ I ain’t talkin’ about that wrestle bitch, temple’s tha body-vessel, tha God is omnipresent yet he’s stuck in correctional / with exceptional thought waves, I brought enough hate to share ‘n’ share alike…
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