I’m so immaculate, my concepts puzzle, I’m from Los Angeles, my thoughts is raw dog yo, they keep my brain muzzled / 16 bars attack skilled, I splash cats blood red / Excalibur sword metaphors forged cut off a thug’s head / shit gets deep like butt sex, locked in tha bing / all I think is nothing but sex yo / my Hip Hop clips jaws, tha God metaphysical grips tha hedonistic self-pleasure analytical / sapphire irises attract all, even tha he-shes, you know tha ones with tha breastes ‘n’ tha wee-wees / I’d rather skeet-skeet all up in tha Fi-Fis ‘cuz Milo don’t switch or cover his dick with another man’s feces / on commercialists I defacate, tha verbalist Science creates ‘n’ rests on tha 7th day / actin’ savage like David Berkowitz / air-to-surface words I spit, I decorate tha verses with savvy subversiveness…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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