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While Mantra beats them steady I rock
Lower limbs shot, crazy legs due to Glock
At first glance you’ll know I don’t dance
Only break mental states like tectonic plates before quakes
Biscuits on bake, push immense weight of mom of Gilbert Grape
Kurt Sutter son of anarchy, Josey Wales creator of mutiny
Deadly aim when I swing little razors like ones to cut cocaine
Unrestrained veins, bloodstains clog sewer drains
Jake LaMotta ragin' bull runnin' wild in Pamplona, Spain
Global warmth intolerable heat makes coldest cats retreat
Those too proud will meet their Maker above the clouds
My pupils see dead people after I hook like Jabbar in goggles
Nile crocodile smile can’t be tamed because persona too wild
Step to me to meet imminent death like Kevorkian cash patients
Bypassed pain management, floral funeral arrangements
I slay without remorse like OJ in LA on a Brentwood driveway
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Civil wars economic hardships
Gamma radiation electromagnetic
Oceanic tsunamis catastrophic
World Trade center disaster epicenter
Trees toppled streets reduced to rubble
Lone wolves commit hideous acts
Electrical pulses nuclear attacks
White phosphorus dense smoke
Lungs can’t breathe so throats choke
Plush areas scorched by wildfires in Syria
Climate change drought/extreme heat
Global warmth dissolved ice sheets
Biohazardous Black Flag substances
Sewages clogged by human feces
World War I Somme muddy trenches
Corrosion of marshland erosion
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What’s beef? Eat it like stew and lunchmeat,
Y’all can’t cook like gandules, get burned by the drumbeat,
Most emcees just a pool I’m swimming with sharks,
Just like Drake, you gonna bark when it’s getting too dark,
I spark thoughts, chalk outlines around weak conversation,
Fork in the road, I took both that’s chaos navigation,
Kitchen stay hot, every bar seasoned with flavor,
You microwave rhymes, I let mine simmer for later,
I'm a Chef with the pen, got the recipe locked,
Heavy with the seasoning every time that beat drops,
Stockpot bubbling, trouble whenever I’m serving,
Your verses undercooked, send ’em back—you ain’t learning,
Sheep Lord with the fork, knife, plate ready to feast,
Best Even Now, every effort negate the deceased,
What’s beef? I cook mine till the whole thing complete,
Then serve sixteen bars—**bon appétit on the beat.**
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I don’t speak Instagram, I don’t speak in captions,
You gotta speak to me....for real, no acting..... no snappin' ............
No filters on the truth, no likes for reactions,
Talk face-to-face if you want interaction.
I don’t read between emojis or subliminal posts,
Say it with your chest—don’t perform for your folks.
Everybody online, but the connection ain’t real,
You gotta speak to me...for real, for real.
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Sixteen bar beast
Don’t need a beat to feast
Xenomorph armed to the teeth
Even PETA don’t wanna beef
Satan’s best chef in Hell’s kitchen
Barrio gourmet how I cook foes
Toni Kukoc waiter easily serve emcees
Gastronomy anatomy culinary
Hateful Eight at Minnie’s after they ate
Cecil Fielder famished at the plate
Trigger fingers flex till bodies simmer
Rivals baptized in kerosene before cauterized
Hope rises only to fall like stock market
Convertible hearses parade open caskets
Can’t make amends when coffins descend
Turkeys well done stick a fork in’em
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Pedophile preachers
Teenagers molested by busty teachers
Daveigh chase HIV then AIDS
Book of Revelation plagues pervade
Psychosis auditory hallucination voices
Mental illnesses bursts of violences
Gat skirmishes become commonplaces
ISIS-inspired terror plots foiled
Slugs spill like Exxon Valdez crude oil
Friction sparks after Medusa stoned
Fangs roam on viper landin’ zones
Torture chamber David Parker Ray danger
Contorted debris from hijacked aircrafts
Demised lifeboats slowly tow life rafts
Bloodthirsty attacks like flocks of wolf packs
Fertile turned wastelands by Mad Max
