Verse 1 The Loard Its the 12th Street Goons, kicking off the cypher And if you think youre hot, then were pissing on your fire Picking off a sniper, fill my lyrics with precision Spit til I retire, in my spirit theres persistance Picking the pen again Ripping up these sentences Instrumental kicking so intimate and intricate Murdering these rappers thats a synonym to killing them But dont look at me, Im as innocent as Zimmerman Click clack like Im cracking my spinal Spit raps while Im scratching the vinyl Stack em in piles with my massive dedication Having revelations like the back of the Bible Passing regulations as they punish the skeptical Past your expectations, bitch, youre under my pedestal Tackling these no swag rappers with their old drab Dont hold back, yo, Im passing it to Joe Av Verse 2 Joe Av Brash and harsh, clashing wars since the collapse of Darth Im back with stars, wait until you see my battle scars Dan Av will get a stack and pick a raffle Laugh at action, win it all and buy a castle Cause were the monarchs, the kings, landmarking all your things Get a waterpark from spitting hard, should bring an extra tee A patriarch of simple things, dimples just to keep it clean Blissful in the booth, call it truth so you can disbelieve Cease and assist, got beef then I plead the fifth Peep this, you cant keep with this Got a pen thatll reap and defeat the pissed Got doubt in your mind? Well, heres my reasons, bitch! I got a mouth like a sailor, high seas, no slander Bo Peep and go deep if you really want to matter Drop a verse on a beat and watch an audience gather So secreted and completed, move on to the next rapper...
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