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Metaphorical speaking my style can crucify with a pun
I shoot bullets made by magnesium, so smile to my gun
You're real dumb like if the Nile would lie to the sun
You scared, like escaping a mile, petrified, on the run
While I stun you with words, my great intellectual capacity
Even though they know it's ineffectual, they're after me
Spit a rhyme at them & they're gone, I'm raping a song
Competitors dead before dawn if I'm taking that long
Y'all acting all strong, but easy to murk like a pawn
Who's hittin' the gong when I kill with a smirk & it's on
Everyone runnin' in fear when I take my revenge
I put the fun in funeral, people make opinions we strange
But we as normal as them, except we don't hold back
It's formal, I'm sick without the concept 'I sold crack'
Hide when I shoot through your window with my mac
Fact is ya need these rhymes like a thin hoe need a snack
You heard, I rap about guns, but I can still use a hand
I'm not asking for help, but I will confuse your band [, you're banned]
They can't understand that not everyone's a stereotype
Go tell your kids 'wary, son, he ain't fearin' the hype'
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