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Spoilt pretty boy I spoke pretty On the lines thy poets envy Gone with the act, that's Emmy's The matter is this is like it's alchemy Me I'm me in Miami We can't see eye to eye in VIP Cause on the mic it's God witness I've God business, above the law business Like I'm at the bar to f*ck the hoe that's in him Then I'll take him to the spot his coffin is"empty" the cartilage on this false spitter In the pocket's car keys, wallet one rocket I toke to see son like Icarus Make this cons change continents but until then I'm going at his tonsils like he slut Until he calls impostor Cause I try to make it gospel like but at times if I'm on the sultat it's the senses I loose Then I took two tabs to feel the changes, Tupac Bitch the way I use slangs is like sumo attacks Shove the mic in it to the beef he's Sumac The Grim Reaper is in the room he say he not going back I hit the keys, Juno Then attack his feat, Judo In fashion boss, Hugo He'll fall to this canvas, too low Then I'm talking to you know Saying a massacre is the behavior I choose cause it's familiar But he's like this little chameleon in pony tail been jealous cause the chicks he's flying tongue at won't listen to his opinion Like angler fish talking shit at an angle by flashing the light then attacking with bites I'll strangle the bitch that fucks to get change no these flashing lights won't tango this time On this height I'll Rambo the mime I fly to space but as I leave marks His label can't tape his torn limbs on His brothers came then went home with the teeth gone His crime? he been on the juice, Caprisuns He's capping I'm back in it It's because he's acting moron attacking cabinets It's fascinating to me too But in five years time he's irrelevant, no settlements I'll be lighting joints to talk poison, venomous Rap elegance then the Chauffeur let us in Hoe it's no comparison it's business this investment Like I won't shoot his brain on Persian carpets without it being my intentions Like"whoops""f*ck" he can't spell extensions without crying on the ex While I have the knife stuck in between his nails He's on Tech nine's cock at the events Sniffing nose the chalk on the cement Then I take machetes to forests, malicious intents Smoke him like cigarettes am I making sense? This jersey is ten but his journey is intense cause it's like he's giving cherry on the mic he thinks we're alike I seen hostile environments in parliament, communists, sick psychologists causing me arguments Compliments thin on complements so cup this Hershian cock then swallow it I'm ominous like the cause to his promises going in the sink No cause anonymous Bitch I'm vomiting consciousness He's laying eggs like ostriches I was going at the rocks like I was spotting fossils Shit