You will get denounced, dull dumb and I’ll trounce
Not list’ning to duldrums, of these odd weak sounds
You need to wound down, get a piece of these rounds
There will be no peace, up here on these grounds
It’s the man Young Ben, comes from dragOn’s den
Fill you with Tungsten, leave you rags and then
No need to extend, that’s just how it’s been
When I woke up, each halves my brain, had broke up
Asked one half to make a lyric, it choked up
The other half ate a Big Mac and choked up
I asked them to listen to my rhymes but they throw up
Nobody’s down so I can only go up
What do I need to do, do I get Afro Cut?
Do I see Charlie and get coked up?
I don’t need to go rush
I just need dough, kush and a rhythm
You don’t know what’s arisen
But by twenty-seven I’ll be imprisoned
Skin full of demon inscriptions
It’s just the Xenon vision
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