my verse is worse than infant murders, existence hurts / Twist got words that swerve form like spirals / Milo’s positioned on tha right side of tha True ‘n’ Living God ‘n’ fought with Archangel Michael for tha spot / you Ichabod Crane MCs – wait, I lost tha thought yo / I cause serious migraines ‘n’ periods at tha same instance / I phrase my sentence in a way to express even if my statement is framed outta context, it still is so complex it brings about the onset of tha Messianic God Apocalypse yo, so God bless / honestly, broads wanna touch my nude body crotch to crotch ‘n’ connect anatomically / they sit on top of me, we play sexually explicit games where she’s tha cops ‘n’ I’m in charge of tha hand-to-hand robberies / ain’t no stoppin’ God Cipher Divine, to lie to God is a crime…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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