they can’t disarm me, like that Simbionese Liberation Army ’n’ Patty Hearst/ I’m more hard than 6 feet of dirt/ snatch a Gucci purse/ blow a woolie dipped in sherm/ I throw terms understood by Gods in kufis/ word/ my verses is like tha Bosom of Abraham/ Elijah was reincarnated in tha Son of Man/ brand monograms on your flesh/ who’s next to wear Science Crest? ya best be wearin’ a iron vest/ Milo got more street cred than Kanye West/ I’ll grab that White Jesus chain off his chest/ then inject terminal hepatitis in his vagina/ money don’t make men ‘cuz it’s men who make tha money/ bitches, cars ‘n’ CREAM – y’all spit redundancy/ here’s tha summary/ I spit purist rap cutlery that’s serrated/ you’ll be irrigated ‘n’ fumigated when I serenade this jewel made like clam irritation created by a sand grain/ oceanic activities/ I got frankincense/ where’s tha live nativity? I spit wise epiphanies while all you femcees is on your back like Michelangelo in tha Sistine…
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