I CAN GET ILL & BE ON SOME OLE' PRISON SHIT WHEN I'M SHUTTIN' DOWN CELL BARZ & BLOCKS~CALL THE CROOKED COPS~ CAUSE I'M DUCKIN' FATAL POPS~LOOK AT ME NOW I'M A FEMALE JUGGERNAUT~, I GOT EM' GARGLING HEAD SHOTS FROM THE INSIDE OF A BOTTLE TOP... DON'T SWALLOW JUST YET CAUSE YOU MIGHT GET THIRSTY LATER, I THROW MY L'S UP IN STYLE WHILE SAYIN FUK ALL YOU FUKIN HATERS... SOMETIMES MY LYRICAL RAGE HAS TO COME TO THE SURFACE, AND WHEN SHIT GETS TO REALLY POPPIN BITCHES BETTER BE GETTIN' NERVOUS... CAUSE I CAN TURN VERSES INTO A DEATH WARRANT PETITION, SHOW Y'ALL WHAT "TRAINING DAY" IT IS THEN GIVE Y'ALL A LYRICAL CIRCUMCISION....CUTTING SHIT OFF STARTING AT THE CORD, WHEN I GET TO SPITTING THIS FLUID I'M OPENING UP SORES... INFECTING NERVES & EVERY BODIES CEREBRAL CORTEX, THIS AIN'T THE ZONE YOU WANNA FLY IN SO DON'T FLEX... STRAIGHT INTO THE ABYSS THIS VOYAGE IS 16 PHANTOMS DEEP, YOU CAN TELL I DRAW BLOOD EVERY TIME MY PEN OPEN UP & SKEET... IT AIN'T NO SAVING Y'ALL WHEN THESE LYRICS GET ANXIOUS, SO I GRAB THAT EXTRA BREATHING TOOL CAUSE SHIT BOUT TO GET DANGEROUS...
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