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I’m Dunkin like Jordan, while you’re

watchin my performance,

no need for distortion

leavin rappers stiff like corpses

Playin' with fire like I’m

forced into extortion

blowin shit outta portion

smacking little rappers like I’m playing tennis

leaving opponents defenseless

I’m the teacher in these rap classes

I’m hazardous, Every rap I made is a storm

unpredictable, and blasphemous

leave the game in ashes

I'm riding dirty, swerving corners,

dodging warrants, burning quarters

I craft the words I’m past the Earth

Smack a verse, leave em shook

like they fucking stashed the work

so I keep it clean Shooters on my team,

they don’t miss, it a damn shame

Lines hit like a backshot, feel the man pain

I got the guts to punch, heavy hitter,

never clutch a crutch or fuck a slut

flow impeccable move intellectual

switching the style like a bisexual

It a dead man game, I’m a ghost in the flesh

Hold the toast to your chest,

then expose who the best

I’m snapping faster than robbery

Clock the cheese, cock and squeeze,

attack the game and Pack the flame,

knocking foes back, they can’t match the name,

curb stomping, nerve racking, nerd rapping,

who want this rap scrapping, to happen yo

My hunger insatiable, I’m destined to collect,

You think you know the game Nah, you ain't seen nothing yet.