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My hardcore style scares children under 8
Let the thunder wait as I blunder threw the gate
I wonder if they hate? a rhetorical for that ass
Who knew he would have passed, I mean who did you ask
Can you see through the glass, and the lies in the past
That you relied on so fast, had me die in a flash
I'm alive and I blast on instrumentals
With the fundamentals
I'll run your pencils like dudes pop chains, plain fun and simple
The gun and pistol of the hip hop, George Carlin to rap
These whore bothering Maxx, they get floored, cocked and relaxed
I'm just a math equation to these maggots waiting
I could damage satan, with the hottest blown fucking imagination
Let these rhymes thrill you, so you can die slow
I'm a pyro with a sly flow and 5 toes
On each side bro, dont get it tied yo
Dudes is here, its the truest fear they probably glued they ears
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