Seventh Realm

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Bringing that fire from the depths of hell
It'll show up on the richter scale
Put you into hypnosis with any jinx or spell
The pages of my rhymebook are covered by a nest of shells
From every pen I wield, defended by my chests center-shield
Firing ink that strikes ya skin and blood from the entry spills
It wasnt meant for chills, I want no less than kills
Twisted screws, like electric drills, every sentence ill
Straight fron the seventh realm
Mcs these days...
Ten percentage real....

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Kingj
Member since January 27 2014

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