blow up tha spot with he say she say rap clichés / my creed is hate, interbreedin’ with Fate, leavin’ semen drippin’ off your face / in an agreement to disagree, you wanna fuck with real rap? stick with me / ansy-pansy rappers think they MCs, you ain’t no MC / fuck with Science, I’ll attack you with verbal chemistry / floatin’ in a custom cut stolen truck, lightning bolts shot up out into tha clouds, tha cipher turns into a volatile crowd / when God shouts, his voluble styles rouse tha thoughtful ‘n’ pensive with an expensive sentence / your thoughts is baubles, you bobblehead ninjaz / my Aristotle mentis grinches Christmas away from Christians / I’m tha Judaic dissident, cast out to Patmos with exiled privileges, you ninjaz spit a verse that’s kibbles ‘n’ bits / ‘n’ I’m all about tha sniffles ‘n’ clips regardless crystal left my life brittle, ain’t life a bitch?
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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