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The illest you've not seen yet The realest you've not heard yet We in the green man like reconfirmed bets Your rap sheets are unseen like idle threats And none rival me like the primabilly checks patriots Psycopath rap, the lines of the craziest Stretch em out, comfortable, these boys are the laziest My god, no atius in vain, they are ashame To redefine lame, in laments terms We hack these niggas, and crash their domains Place foot on they throats, I hit the booth like assassin's creed They wearing red coats, Freedom fighter, born righteous, And the most ultimate of all ciphers Infite earth crysis, mc proper edicate, I'm the nicest Thieves like us, prestiges bites us Lol I should write, I tell, I tell about How the scene failed Reboot it, don't be confused with The spin offs lost in the different world so exclusive Of supliments and additives With nothing extra added in Just my life, the mike, my pad and my pen 9 times out of 10, 9 times out of 10 my life, the mike, my pad and my pen 9 times out of 10, yeah. |