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BANGER!

step to the loony alchemist lounging by roofy powder slips
Clowning kids on account that I had to renew the calculus
And show symbolic logic combining absolute elegance
my mind travels more courses than Crash bandicoot ever went..!
as velocity lingers Sediments to fill the atmosphere..
And stifles your Fragile rap career draping like a chandeleer
My clan appears to To appeal like modern medicine cabinets
Held from an attic whos tactics wont ever help from collapsin
most say my Path was gifted however some stab the image
haters cant resist my nuts..im guessing their still sac religious
You rude boys might as well smile cause I cant stand ya frowns
ya styles so worn out I thought ya’ll were given hand me downs
Follow me and god bless..the mockeries beyond stress
So halt and use your noodle like old halloween projects
Watch out for this Tiger claw smighting and luring Bisons off
Strifes the cause when my Mights involved and that’s Word to Microsoft


They All try to act bleek and put on a show..
until i make em all bleed from the summer flow
dare step around me and you gonna know..
i said u gonna know..i'll tell you once more..


My class of greatness is gassed by satans inhabitation
this rap sedation is crack cocaine mixed with dabs of latence
Which meens my inexpressions symbolizes penmans recthing
I know its shady but that’s why you’ll find a Slim connection
To cope with climax popes composing on the hi hats
My lifes in full circle..you jerks just pose with pie graphs!
I move authors and Alchemist firm to prove proper
Bitch I’m Coldhearted I Froze the fountain of youths water..
Then put on skates to engrave the ice and its solid form
Then let the lava squander kids faces through modern gore
Im in a temper to separate minds like College dorms
Detatinate bombs till mushrooms clouds set and raise a calming storm
All these ranting bluffers chant like we can stand each other
I’ll leave your carcass in the forest next to Bambis Mother
Murder is my job as an aquainted ready mobster
That’ll leave you tragically battered like tainted betty crocker