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Lyrics: Yo SO where's these rappers at? They aint no competition! I murder wack ass rap tracks for my ambition So start to listen, you might be in this edition For dissin, these new additions, to show their place of position! Yo I know I kill these words and I aint gotta show it Like how you know that my dick to be big before you blow it So fo the worst, I stir these slurs first to verse and curse nerds while flippin birds to immerse Dammmmnnn This faggot can't rap, He aint a oddity Honestly have some modesty, ? prodigy?, you're a comedy! Possibly, You're ironically thinkin you aint a wannabe Prophecies stating facts where I murder with this velocity!(JRJ) This Fuckah cant spit a bar with his scriptures Take off your weezy shirt, if you drew up a hopsin picture I hold you hostage with rom, heads pointed with firearms, with 5 nades in my palms, awaiting to drop a bomb (jonesy) I should be sending this bitch to trial Talking about these teens he'd fuck like a pedophile Walking up down the aisle, these ladies in single files I come up from out the bitches, and slit his throat while I smile (Yeah!) Cold as the freezer, to chronic fevers decievers to new believers, bringing ether to neither and cause enemies seziures, my lyrics are pain relievers then, change to a demo demon, and murk allen and bieber. (ACE!) My flows continue to form and shift In other words, in fact, I'll just tell you my murder list Jonesy, rom, to bar, vinny, chad to demo, JRJ, The wannabe, Brandon, crisis and twist You don't know who youre up against