I can see thru your hollow rap like Pac performed as a hologram / I hollah flam’ after I ram each nostril w/ a gram of potent central nervous system stimulant / my poems stab crabs, cut off her clitoris / I fuck up pituitary glands like diabetes insipidus / insipid MCs get they heads split when I spit n sent to Heaven quick / Heaven to mergatroid, I’m poised to attack negative / forge tha ballot for Obama, I’m tha 207th Electorate / heavy dosage, what I invoke is rap medicine bitter tastin’ / never sugar-coat tha truth, what I invoke, y’all need to be spoon fed 1 verse @ a time as Milo serve the inorbitant bid for tha crime committed / I wear a thorned crown that’s loose fitted / troops in rap battalions, stay on edge ‘cuz who’s kiddin? Y’all ain’t no MCs / you all gon’ officially retire just like Hense be…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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