My turntable use to spin
no needle
Hypodermically on the mic
no equal
contagiously illegal
splitting tongues down the middle
I’m lethal
more evil than kenevil
Jumping bitch ass rappers
I can see through
Like blood behind the flesh
I’m making you bleed through
Too late for the EMS to reach you
A terrorist lyricist looking to de-speech you
Mouth on the side
Of your peep hole
And this is just how I roll
Without the people
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