most of ya'll need to quit can't you see the signs/
my lines out WRAP ur rhymes crawl down ur back and break ur spine/
i'm dope like a dealer call me aka weapon concealer/
packin more than guns in my draws now tell me whose realer/
i can spit a rap/ flip it back/ make ur eyes spin all in the same trak/
tell me what i lack you'll say sumtin' dumb/ or maybe the truth but i shit u more than the runs/
i stay won (one) battle losses confuse me/ cuz' u can abuse me more than a church family/
my stamina remains to be at a high/ sigh in relief do it twice and u might die/ i don't lie, i can't, but i can cuss/
fuck, shit, ass, bitch so many dirty word's can give ya a head rush
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