Me and homies on the come up we gonna make fun of ya’
Got a stubborn attitude I don’t let up I choose to
Stay in the booth and just keep marchin’ so far till’ I fade off until I reduce
In ya sight but I might just let loose up on ya
Until I snap go berzerk that’s word to Mr. Mathers
Bird up its blurred the world heard, it just occurred that I’m
Absurd with the verbs might have to defer my project
Actually, I almost had to but not gonna lie I’m glad you stepped back
I get more time up on the mic
Sit back in the lab and just write
My hold on the game is airtight
Gettin’ ready and prepped for next fight
Confetti blast off 10 feet high
I been stayin’ up doin’ late nights
From dark to the motherf#ckin’ sunrise
Remember Mal it’s a name that you won’t forget
And my tempers foul, it gets solved with a pad and pen
So I stretch you out till’ you fit about 50 men
All with the same sound, but I know you b#tches ain’t ready for this
The rhyme violator, inside the minds of invaders
Remind all kinds of the lamers, them sonic finds are the greatest
I’m outta lines in my paper, but killin’ rhymes are my staple
Stealin’ my style from Nickle, (?)
Steep is declined to the peak of (?)
Leap from the bottom to be the one who’s on top of the scene
Or someone to stop all the cheaters
Originality nowadays a f#ckin’ fallacy, people just don’t know how to be clever
So keep on doubting me
Never critique that god to be, sever my speaker count to 3
War is what it’s about to be, that ain’t what I’m about you see
But if it comes down to it, I mean in the booth and out of it
‘Cause y’all are f#ckin’ counterfeit, but CusaX is condition mint
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