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yo i rap like a got a extra chromosome

which means my flow got down's syndrome

i'm so addicted to this music i got surgery to attach my head

to some earphones im just cruising through this game

on some bridgestones crushing every rappers milestones

yo stop acting like a bitch what happen to you testosterone

yeah and this lyrical mitosis meiosis yeah the beat gon' get

fertilized one thing you don realize is that

when you look into the eyes on this young man

you will she the essence of a god

with determination dedication and focused on being hard

and just waiting for rap to evolve yeah so rappers

you better step you game up and stop talking bout bitches

thugs drugs and slugs and how you come from the slums

we all know you lying tell me what you trying you whole

persona's a facade your whole life is inside of rich magazine

catalogue yeah homie thats you life

you wanna match me lyrics for lyrics i would think twice

because i might look nice but im quite dangerous

i leave you lost like the city of Angeles and you hang

with this im bout to bang with instrumental i'ma tear it apart and

it ain't gon' be incidental and its detrimental cause i be

fucking up you mental...ability i fuck up any facility

and this beat will fuck with you stability and fuck up

you status of virginity leave with a disability

and test you durability yo i'll be busting it till infinity

yo i blow you mind like Kennedy

and they say my profanity is way to foul

but i dont give a shit like constipated bowels

ya'll be marrying the game but im the best-man

so go ahead and say your vowels

i got their heads spinning like em owls

so baby open up you blouse and drop your draw to

floor and unhinge you jaw(laugh)nope scratch ima give more

as i kick in the door like notorious

im feeling glorious im just you man trying to tell you

what his story is came in as a loser but im coming out hella

victorious i ain't talking bout that chick from Nickelodeon

so come on tell me what mode you in so i can through

salt in it im talking pure sodium and i clean up the rap

game like a custodian i spit that theological shit like a

theologian and you can put my flow on a podium

yeah and this been 43 lines of Greatness its mister B+

average ain't no way you can hate this

i no my destiny so cant mess up my faith bitch

so yeah i said 43 but really more of me or my

thoughts i gotta get off mind so i'ma talk my time

sit back and unwind the fabrics of mankind and try to discovery

why we hate on one another...im gone