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The champ is here everybody make way You focused on that seventh day of rest I'm that eighth day They smoke and fake flames I am on my A game Shadow box rocks take headstones make graves And scared of nothing punches are career crushing Have your thoughts posted on the wall like you shared something The microphone is my belt and if they dare touch it Tossing fists reckless in every direction I'm air drumming Talking that liver punch one two dinner lunch Swipe left right put the foe down like tinder sucks How a degenerate this ill turning men to dust How I'm a veteran that still has beginners luck We stay exotic Mufasa no Scar here They never used to really wanna hear now they all ears They putting friends on a cross and then install spears Now days it's like they measure loyalty in dog years That feeling welling in your chest is what we call fear Think you Professor X but we just call em Charles here Afraid of confrontation disappear until it's all clear A professional have em Self reflecting like a tall mirror Half man half beast yeah Minotaur A thief In your home with your broad I'll be in her drawers Snatching numbers after witty bars like a tinder whore You got those soft thoughts nobody'd pay a penny for Mercy kill a starving artist until they're gone and rotted Even reptiles in cold blood like a modern comet You At home doing nothing but hating Gotta drop a comment Guys don't forget to subscribe that makes me wanna vomit All I do is Lay siege on great beats Break beaks daily Mr T and the A team Get green everyday just don't end up in state greens Your style played out like fakes and drake memes Uh this dude could just do it Don't ever trust a dude ain't been through it that's putting you through it They say that they winning I see that they losing They say they the boss I see that they moochin Listen Every time I write a bar it's a raise the bar challenge Straight bizarre how I'm smiling while your major parts swelling Righteous commander at your ears like Tyson Evander Slice up your hands my bars will cause an artist's spine to pretend It's a violent offender From mice and men I'm nicer than the nicest contender Dissect and end you vipers and ninjas With rifles and figures of speech Hot as coals and cold as ice in the winter Smite and just end you like any Christian that Isis remembers Ice in my veins black your eye you bite and you're lame My writing game not a game turn out the light in your brain Stupid I will crush your dreams so stay lucid Aim shoot the stain ruger at your dwelling melon leaking brain fluid Drain sewage excrement and bad raps I rap bad you rap sad measurement of ascap Stand back I ransack any wack cats And hand craft my hand slaps you ajax I'm anthrax Apocalypse now on the block with my pals Cock back and chalk rappers mom's rockin the frown I'm wild Still stockin' the pound with phosphorous rounds Talk in like clowns get you tossed in a box in the ground Get down or lay down menacing charge If I miss that's a stray like trajectory flaws I kill em all day and night until the tendencies gone I'm in your thoughts before you sleep like set the alarm gone Mercy kill a starving artist until they're gone and rotted Even reptiles in cold blood like a modern comet You At home doing nothing but hating Gotta drop a comment Guys don't forget to subscribe that makes me wanna vomit
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