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the hell of it You

spit irrelevant Delicate

flows Speak

child Intelligent

Mellow, s titkills fellowships ___ freestyles Smile

Punch. lines can crush the spines of the skeptics Perfection

stepped in Three

guesses who the best is Check

it Check, it Hello

Hello, Yo

Yo I

am I, ams dumb dumb, Can

Can, Qwel Qwel, rock rock, Well?

Well, um um, Fear

fear, kids kids, Cans

cans, spray paint _____ Look

out below its, that flow that you were shoutin' 'bout so loud Crush

flows in mudslides Ha

ha that ra( )?in punchlines Funny

like when the thug sun dies at moonrise I'm

sunshine Echos

at graveyards are speakin' of us(Echoed) Seekin

to touch those rainbow demons breathin' beneath graffiti buffs Feed

the needy F

gay***bleeding down the side of silver snakes _____

in a hollow-safeguard( )?Dollars

in graveyards fill your graves Listen

through submission and sadistic cultures And

demon's guns surround our suns like Copernicus-tic vultures Soldier's

clothing Golden

swoling( )?Souls

in carcass herses Curse

your first-person And

search for serpents in our verses Your

crew bleeds too profusely Who

gave groupies ______ Standing

over the remains of a slain fifth-grade class mate Who's

got cooties Excuse

me emcees, Pretending

not to envy me But

readily sending he____ of frenzy centipedes Motherfuckers

lack intensity And

can't rhyme either I

see words split, 'em in twice with reverbs Become

a believer You

blow like you're poprocks with 3 liters The

shit's on [.]?Snap

your fat lackin' tracks in half Mine

are big-boned These

styles be free Qwel

sees above weak emcees Decibel

levels An

infinite ______ Tesicle

Jokes Investin'in

broke for lines Not

as dope as mine Needs

work Rehearse

your speech slurs I

won like three thirds Censor

the census On

my five senses And

unisex the mutants 'Till

the glitches in my wrist digits salute the richest humans The

worst heard herbal verbalist My

thirst for herbs further disturbs this itch Servin'

kids track, Turnicates

Smashin',

furnishings after class With

the get in your a pass** rappin, backwards Askin'

for herbs and the last laugh laugh,
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