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Originally Posted by J.T.S.
Incomplete recordings leaked to expand profits for record companies/
I drop it heavy, while spitting melodies moving at light speed/
Throw on the right beat, so the words i speak, peak precise/
Me and Sheepish conveying illuminating beams of light/
The sight of my presence makes emcee's bring presents/
I attend to queen regimes, forgeting the cats in attendance/
Break then mend mics back together for the defendents/
My militia remnants, rampage stages, damages endless/
Went dust settles, we meddle in biz/
Cutthroat tactics slashing the thorats of ya kidz/
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Seen these short fused compatriots after paper
Now when they get cuts on there finger tips/
I grip the pen and pad invade cha inner space
Don’t call me Martin Short I hold court like “King of the Ring”/
Don’t speak ya mind ya live sounds aren’t even fully produced
Your BPM rates and ya tempo are incomplete like ya mental state/
Growth anatomy rapid conversion cells divide as we do on the mic
You trying conquer the game when the game is conquering you/
You’re invalid knowledge is quick rejection like bitch just had
An insurrection connected interjected wit words are a weapon/
Stress ya ethics subroutines don’t even compute wit you drones
Bag them like bones, don’t get phased but some of us are composed/
I cross fuse ya dome make you look more disgusting than Borg drones
Don’t get cloned, your genetics aren’t even FDA approved/
Now emcees trying to out rewrite me n JTS like DVD-RW are unlikely
Don’t get cha blade broken when taking on a couple of veterans/
I know it’s hard to stomach when you got inter-gestation
Just take some TUMS my rhymes will melt cha like antacid/
You can’t grasp it cuz you shit is too fat and not flaccid
I’m intelligent lyrically you’re still irrelevant and incompetent/