After what I've been through, there's nothing you could do to make my life worse. 'Cuz since diapers I've been cursed to only kick a tight verse. And at this point in time, not even the deadliest line could suffice to make this life work. 'Cuz 10 times a trillion is what my tightest rhyme's worth. The time it takes to write a line is what my life's worth. 'Cuz my life's work is to bust MC's when I spit a tight verse. Kick it in to reverse. Watch the reverb hit you in the mouth and make your teeth hurt. Watch the smallest speakers make my speech hurt and revert back to the track that makes my cap burst at your whack verse. I smash birds. Fly away, seein' white like I was Casper. Watch me impregnate your mom and then disown you like a bastard. 'Cuz I rhyme hard, leave your throat punched out like a time card. I've got seeds that could beat you, 'cuz I farm hard in this barnyard.
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