text också: i don't know, i think i just don't give fuck about what people think but it's time for you to listen up carefully cuz i don't want for you to miss it chill out, i'm sure you'll get your part of the biscuit stressed out about making carreers and shit without skillz, you can suck it, yeah my dick standing next to me claim to be the recipe to be a lyrical beast but you shit aint affecting me u gotta flow it surgically to even be close to hurtin my steeze because the pen is my weapon of choice, and you can try to grab it outta my hand but i leave you scarred for life, it's written in sand and you can't, be the one who turns the pase of time spit yours i spit mine and erase your smile simply, cuz i'm hiphop from my toes to the pinky people talkin bout phono but you think he's full of shit and wouldn't stand chance in a battle then get up to me and battle me, and imma show you "rapper" what the fuck you wouldn't you even step it you could'nt bring me down even if you brought a weapon i'm tired of you dum cats, stupid ass, thinkin you can rap talkin bout this and that but you still wack so let me take it to the next level, you stay where you are this is phonografic, upcoming rapstar
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