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    Hit 'em with the bird, then I'm droppin' gems like Mobb Deep,
    Wisdom in the bars, every verse cuts concrete
    Rollin' through the block in the MPV slow,
    Windows halfway down, let the whole hood know.
    DJ in the back got the MPC knockin',
    Dust on the samples, got the whole trunk rockin'.
    My mans at the wheel, steady dodgin' police,
    I'm ridin' shotgun, turnin' sixteen to a masterpiece....................
    Hit 'em with the bird, then I'm servin' further erick sermons,
    Wordsmith workin', convertin' verses into verdicts......................
    Drop a gem, watch the block adjust its whole alignment,
    Every line a diamond cutter, pressure-built refinement.....................

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    Terrorist with box-cutters
    Blade slices thru frozen butter
    Jaguar Paw hunter of a buzzsaw
    Shred your cabbage into coleslaw
    Ford wishes they were built this tough
    Crime Dog McGruff fleas when I get rugby rough
    No-huddle developments infinite alignments
    LT on crack cocaine all-out blitz frenzy
    Cyclops with eye drops impossible to block
    Explosive as Ted Kaczynski written verdicts
    Dynamite sticks when fists hit like fire bricks
    Psyche deadly as Kurt Cobain with shotty
    Highly trained combatant Navy SEAL
    Adversaries left bent like Tiger at wheel
    Shattered windows veiled by blood splattered
    Street morgue after brain matter fried by hot concrete

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    Mask on, sheep wool stitched over iron intentions,
    Kitchen full of crooked chemists cookin' bars in strange dimensions.
    Ink drip black as burnt coffee ring stains on the pension,
    Every page a haunted mansion, every rhyme another entrance.
    Like a wrestling match, make a grand entrance, then leave with your neck bent,
    Bell rings, I pin punchlines to the canvas—three-count, case closed

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    Redman said case closed
    After murdered foes tagged toes exposed
    Only bell that rings is the death knell
    Nemesis that step on canvas are left prayin’ like mantis
    Punches in bunches hazardous as manmade viruses
    Dan Issel wildcat, immovable object like Lakers Shaq
    Chin Mt. Rushmore granite, that’s why opponents panic
    I don’t wrestle, that’s MMA dry-hump low-level
    I’m about that young Tyson fistic prowess
    Sweet science squared-circle Alexis Arguello lawless
    Tracheas in necks erupt due to peek-a-boo style upper-cuts
    Plasma drips after I hit quick as Mike Vick with John Wick’s biscuit
    Blood stains poly-core wrapped in synthetic leather ropes
    Rivals break down DHgate fabric under microscope
    I put holes to shields like Manuel Noriega’s grill
    Jacob Duran couldn’t stitch mascaras after I throw hands

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    Not sheepish just built different
    Starved student Jeffrey Dahmer resentment
    Vile vision due to double corneal transplant
    Eyesight fiery of furnaces in Holocaust camps
    Inner demons have yet to become fully apparent
    Recruited by hell to cause hate/discontent
    Reformatory confinement hostile environment
    Happy trigger fingers of N. Korea’s military
    Out psychiatric hospital with death row grim rituals
    Baked burners in holsters size of limo Range Rovers
    Michael Vick pit on the prowl Dog the Bounty Hunter
    Serengeti persona, wild savage like Kamala
    USS Indianapolis oceanic white tips aggressively
    Bruiser Brody how enemies are left with contused injuries
    Suge Knight in an LA parkin’ lot murderous intentions
    Opposition will need incredibly skilled morticians

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    Quote Originally Posted by JChavez View Post
    Not sheepish just built different
    Starved student Jeffrey Dahmer resentment
    Vile vision due to double corneal transplant
    Eyesight fiery of furnaces in Holocaust camps
    Inner demons have yet to become fully apparent
    Recruited by hell to cause hate/discontent
    Reformatory confinement hostile environment
    Happy trigger fingers of N. Korea’s military
    Out psychiatric hospital with death row grim rituals
    Baked burners in holsters size of limo Range Rovers
    Michael Vick pit on the prowl Dog the Bounty Hunter
    Serengeti persona, wild savage like Kamala
    USS Indianapolis oceanic white tips aggressively
    Bruiser Brody how enemies are left with contused injuries
    Suge Knight in an LA parkin’ lot murderous intentions
    Opposition will need incredibly skilled morticians
    now that's a bad ass dart

    Leave your leg broken when you hit the mat like Conor,
    Career lookin' shaky, go console yourself with a Big Mac, wander.
    Remain persona non grata, banned from the roster,
    I author disasters, your chapter end faster than mobsters.
    Snap your momentum, every sentence a limb-bender,
    Steel-cage temperament, I build pain with a pen's pressure.
    Your stock crash, mine climb like a chart on Nasdaq,
    You tap fast, I backpack whole scenes on my backstrap.
    You couldn't walk a mile in these boots, let alone this lane,
    I leave careers in casts while I'm castin' flames.
    One shot'll humble your squad, no applause after,
    You got knocked out the picture—I'm the photographer.
    Broken brackets, fractured habits, every bar's a body cast,
    I'm the reason commentators gotta say, "That escalated fast."
    Golden arches after losses, that's your victory parade,
    While I'm stackin' championships like every promo ever made.....................

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