I walk in the cypher like ehh whassup?
Canadian swag.. got that maple strut
I stay redunk, I’m strange enough
I hate when pumpkins spray they guts and
Spill their feelings, gay as fuck
And still believing they don’t suck
I’m ill, I’m queasy, date the month
Just kill emcees like daily bruh
Cause this is easy, they don’t know?
I’m Pistol Pete, I ace opponents
Spit the deepest, same as oceans
Kids is beefin? They should hold it
Typically they steaks is no good
I spit that vegan way, ya bloated
It’s a lean filet mignon if
Shit was heated. Save it bro
What I mean is the beef is slim
If you wondering what peace I meant
I’m hovering on this speech I sent
You shuddering from the breeze I wind
I’m uttering what a creep I’ve been
While smothering one of your weakest kin
It’s stunning no wonder I lead in PIMS
I’m fuckin disgusting when I leak my pen
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My syllable count approximately a billion, bounce. You cannot compete.
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