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The Lyrical Anomaly
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I trying travel light, the mission give excruciation
Briefing in the round table to able strategic is incredible Give me the coordinates to locate Visions Unseen I heard you rap fucking horseman Leave open wounds to you like the Valley Norshum Send bullets in custom Try to disfigure me hind in camouflage Catch you in the vision cut you open large Your words just trying to perform surgery Lyrics penetrate, the making of vertex sent urgently
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The People's Champ
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What's the fuck's a Mattlocka? Closet fag tucked inside a meat locker,
Not Proctor but you still love to gamble You couldn't get humped if you was a camel Rap game in shambles, you should be begging on a city street You could roll with Pacino & Deniro & still not bring the Heat Already been defeated like a quadraplegic Got bullet's for emcees who's style is anemic Hyperglycemic, your heart pumps the sugar sweet No wonder there's no tears when your eyes catch the skeet-skeet
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