Where We At
Ayo,
Fuck your loose leaf text shit
every time it's scribbled then posted
Ex the type to cripple opponents with some Bruce Lee leg kicks
or when a few knees head split he could drain more than energy
you should pray thoughts all heavenly before this noose meets neck bitch
I'll continue bruisin' these dead beats as my movements are brutal
I'm an out maneuverable chess piece
with lightnin' fast instincts I swooped in to check these
multiplyin'' ass inbreeds wantin' newbie approval
on my way to where beauty accepts me
as there the truest are set free
mark us down for that inclusion directly and the likes of you as excluded
I'm flyin' past the brink of ruthless at jet speed
and yet to reach the fringe of useless with technique
is a whole group of losers placed amongst the fuckin' stupid on Netcees
a spot where amusin' classed web geeks are a shoo-in for humor
here there's no número uno,
but a community where every guber behind a computers manure
and gets seen as Lucifers students from the view of my pupils
wantin' to be seeded atop, the freakin' cream of the crop
where Ex's music's a wet dream whether you mean to feel it or not.
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