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• Written by Krust
Uh, Uh, step back and witness sick shit I spit,
Check that, I slit spirits n' wreck flat in sickness,
My pivot eye claims dimness rhymes of richness,
Fitness lines that kill these mines in fine distance,
Fillin' MC's nowadays claimin' bling n' blang,
But fuck it, cause me n' this mic is like yin' n' yang',
The type to kill n' pray towards these strips in gangs,
I'm a #sit #n' #prey #badass that slits n' sways,
Bars that have a #demographics of complexity,
Thick n' thaw #tempo #drastic bars drum remedy,
Containin' slick n' raw ghetto-graphic slum legacy,
Flaws flick niggas in mellow clastic strum clarity,
Lyricism's system twirls brain in styles of hectic,
Septic besoms strikin in lane rhymes of technic,
Your skeptic lyrics don't term with my relics,
Ultimate omniscient raps with excessive metrics
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Krust
Member since March 27 2014