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MC's are like calories burn them like I'm running on a treadmill
I will never sell out even when I get the best deal
It's a car crash when you listen to me spitting because I'm over the limit before I start writing lyrics
And I know I never write so when it's time, I pick up a bottle and hand my soul to the spirits.
My tracks are viruses so when you play them on your hard drive we leave gaps in the system.
Cheetah on a mission and they are saying I'm slow.
Because they made of gold
Still I don't give a fuck for those I'm a gargoyle and I got turned to stone by medusa.
Before I was a producer, I was a myth in the shadows and they hated my humour
Now I'm ready to blow out the candles make a wish
I just wanna blaze piff like Harold and Kumar.
I'm a killer when I enter the rhythm I'm at the top
There is no other division no other shot
Wanna learn, better listen
When I drop bombs head for the bunkers and don't
try to stop me when I'm aiming for your boss.
Life is a bitch these days I know
So I fuck her like a slut in a private show
Dark beats from beneath
When I step up on the scene
Give everybody sea sickness from the flow.