[Verse AfterTone] Nobody wants to fuck with AfterTone, when I get to my rhyme zone I dont condone you hypocrites, claimin Im a clone Your brains splattered when you get you mind blown Now youre two irritated pussies, gettin Cortisone Puttin pornos on, you morons should know youre wrong You couldnt touch my lines with forty songs With your corny bombs, you probably wrote em on your palms I could be coldhearted at times and start shit Youre easy targets, faggots, you wont make it to the markets Even if you sold your soul to the devil or wrote darkness Im way past the skillful level, my metamorphosis Is instantaneous, I rap awesome Youre crazy if you hate this shit, you dont know me kids I grew up close to being penniless, I worked for this You aint gunna convince people Im fake You lyin shit bags, you made a mistake Now should I call you Hitler? Or Mister Ass Kisser Synister? You and Karnige must be conjoined sisters, sharin blisters Losin the same amount of blood and puss, you both suck Im fuckin you up, with my weakest stuff Somehow its still tough, youre just pieces of feces, I erupt Like a humongous, destructive volcano, you better pray yo Constructin land like its a contest to win a Winnebago I spit fire, I wreck what you lack, its foundation I was gettin tired, but I accept youre mad, its inspiration I cant believe Im even wastin pages cause youre hatin You dont even got a name and, youre flamin Get to escapin you cant keep up with my innovation Im like lightning strikin, youre barely tazin on occasion Now youre facin my conjured creations You should be fired, but keep workin for that next check You hurtin liars, you both should meet my ex
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