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(hummmm) I step in the ring with a smirk and a swing,
king of the sting,
bring the pain with a fling You claim you're the best but
you're dressed like a mess,
test me I'll jest till you rest in distress Below the belt
hits, no mercy no quits,
spit facts
that split wigs with my twisted scripts Oh darling please listen to
my intricate vision, it's a mission of precision in this diction collision
I need you to see how my words weave with glee,
a needy decree in this rhyme spree Snap back
with the venom, condemn 'em to mayhem,
fake 'em out then break 'em
with the cake 'em up pay 'em Paranoid plots but I mock
all your
shots, hot with the rot that I brought to the spot Excuse
me my dear for this fear that I steer,
it's sheer in the mirror when I jeer at
my queer little sphere Intricate flair with a care that I bare,
a prayer for repair in this layer of despair Rage in a
cage with a page full of stage,
engage in the craze till you faze in the haze No fucks
in
the mix, tricks with the licks,
kicks to the pricks who think quick with their sticks
My flow is a garden of pardon me pardon,
a warden of words in this sordid accord Needy for notice in
this lotus of quotes,
floating with motives in quotes that I tote
Switch hit the
glitch, bitch which
is
the switch,
snitch on the pitch till it hits with a twitch (yeah!) (ah!)
(hahaha) who won
the war in
this lore? (wheeew)