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Messages received, thank you very much I understand what I need to do, I gotta throw the first punch I gotta take the leap of faith, call me Ezio Auditore Jabez Z, these rhymes sound fake, well at least they're auditory Unlike these mumble fucks, just hummin' to the beat Callin' it bars, when they don't even know how to speak I understand, we're not the same, but the differences are clear Quit tryna make me like you, there's just certain things I don't wanna hear Like how you tried that acid last week, or how you'll shoot your gun If the hoes don't talk about you, why you writin' 'bout them? Y'all just mad at the gas cars, 'cause the price a little high Lions and penguins and zebras, oh my! I think I'd be more worried about this time of life That fuckers think to be the best, all they gotta do is survive Y'all fightin' for survival, from what, a mic? That shit don't move, you ain't got nothin' to be frightened by Y'all should be scared of me, 'cause I can actually rhyme Most fuckers put words together, others just hit a vibe But my shits faster devoured then that ritts cracker with chocolate spread Y'all waited to long, thought you were over those meds I mean overdose meds, leavin' y'all straight up dead We hold' em for ten days, then they get deleted, again And I'll treat y'all to a refill, let y'all wait a quarter sixty That's fifteen, and y'all been sittin' for quite some time Let the doc know that next time, I prescribe the rhymes The message is sent, it's your turn bitch Always Strong