For it's rashinel the antecdote to What's wack Confirmed by my urban platoon Running past idle chatter Leaning towards a means green trend But I bend in the Opposite direction like an enormous Entity I'm incredible But granted you can still see me Victim of my own imagination Hobo junction attach the name to Greatness I escalate the Fat while most are just weightless That eclipse the loss of Gravity coming from the inner starting At the bone cavity Disrupting bone marrow worse than The worst case of aids I'm enclosed by the underground so i Seek shade in caves Hard to surpass cement see we pave The way soft limericks Lure me to the streets of fury if a Nigga try to strike I'm like The devile always open for business to Bring hell on earth And knock everybody senseless
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