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Fate Lyrical Exercise
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May 07, 2003
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All resipiration stops, as all pause and feel my mic presence/ I hit tracks, u listen, cause my flow is pleasant/ Wanna battle, im present/ill detach ur mind, and leave ur carcass slumped up in sediment// Dis da beginning of my regiment, rhymes gettin harder, punchlines soon to be hard like cement// I was heaven sent, but never repent/snatch cats lunch money till they start gettin skinny like Jesus Christ on lent// Hatahs who be invading my space/who wanna hate in my face/ ill Blind u wit mase, and have u kidnapped wit no trace// I aint playin, Drama king, blast my ak and im slayin/ leavin nuttin but what chalk where u was last layin// chill wit cuthroats, who beamin, wit talks of endless schemin/ gangstas wit tools who always leanin, and gleanin My nigga im consistently fiendin, bitches i stay beatin, but for u to beat me u gotta be daydreamin// Im focussed man, im overthrowing enemies, like Bush to saddam/ better yet u.s to Japan/ To me u a stan, an overly obsessed fan/da type to follow da kid when he be pissin behind vans// Im hunrgry like hobos dat be found in iran/nicca dis my 2nd audio in a 1 day spand and ive already got my enemies pissin thru they pants// unstoppable lava like flows, dat gone burn straight thru ur flesh and glands// I treat foes like rice krispies and make their heads snap and crackle/ stomach turns when i see ppl tryin to walk like thug but look like they sprained they ankle// Im built to tango, run through terrain like a Durango// Rappin/ shyts easy/ never run out to say like don king/ or quisitive kids who play on swings// i attack cats who cant rap, who claim the packin things, but only reach to they waist when they cellphone rings// This is my lyrical exercise/im hopin to open up eyes/ and to slaughter and crush all who i despise/so plans is what u should demise/ Cause if i get in da groove, its a spectactle like watchin da sunrise/ My shyts alot to endeavor, i spit clever/think u better/I got a shot like margarine, actually its quite "better"// come after my cheddar, bring a squadron, ill humiliate ye click, and leave all of ur soldiers fallen.
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