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im admired by no one, pointin my glock at this guy who lives down the block,

oops i misfired that one, im killin everyone who doubts me,

that explains why every weapon of mass destruction, is in overproduction,

im fuckin up every little bitch that tells me to stop pull my mossberg, its another day of work,

chop up your rhymes like sushi, eat em, get ready here they come,

im a mythical creature in the book of hip hop children hiding under the covers from my songs,

tossin out a stoners bong, jackin off in my coffin my boners long,

youll turn to a skeleton when you here this song,

crossing into hell with the help of satans blessing,

im causin satan to bring a real reaction, tellin Bin-Laden to create a distraction,

i jump outa hell tossin down obama screamin remember to halla,

grabbin a knife starin at yo wife, tellin her to pray for her life,

to bad gods gone to hell for the dope he gave me to sell,

fuck it, maybe its time for me to get out of this low flow,

lookin out my window starin at the rainbow,fuckit grab the damn chainsaw,

tossin your ass in a volcano, my flows suckin you in like a tornado,

your tryin to spit but your already fallin in the pit, all i can hear is stupid shit,

im droppin you down a couple of unknown kings crowns,

now get your ass ready for my real flow,

im high on cocaine listening to Frank Ocean sing about Novocaine,

im starin at you as you hold the white flag, your boyfriend told me your a tight fag,

im beautiful everyone else is just identical, im a professional theres no alternative,

im so nice that no matter who wins this battle ill still invite you to my celebration,

so toss me your preposition, remember this aint no exhibition, so forget your superstition,

dont worry i give you permission, to bring fourth the definition, of a competition,

heres the mic now go ahead and show some sort of leadership,

fuck this shit imk done with this one.