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I will display my dynamics, get out the way
I plan it to leave MC's abandoned
Brandin' X's I flex this, I wreck shit
And leave rappers searching for the
get physical, I got precision skill
Until I ya spot when you rot

Shrivel, crazy 'cause I'll kill you
Cut you, me and my microphone out
And touch you, crush you particles
I'm sparkin', still I get smarter and I make my styles harder
I mack styles, stack piles, distract
You're wack while I to get in you

The main to my service is to make MCs nervous
No one will serve this, is my skill
Niggas, get as I spills 'em
I kills them with vocals, I slam and folks
Out because I slam with ease
And you can't deny that because you me

I to collect my thoughts
This collection brought
And it was taught to the
Now your ass is out Cas is out
Your shit clash, I doubt that you make it
But you can fake it like these pooh butts

I know who or what signed 'em
They be in it for the loot
Fuck, I don't need wack shit
My track's hit, the straight beat and it
I hate a weak MC he speaks it tempts me
To crack his and leave his domepiece empty