2013, what what! the cypher section
bustin up your spleen with every mic I'm wreckin
I spit the type of weapon, I'll rip you right in sections
with the sickest type of flexin, while these bitches like affection
Im bakin all you haters with the rhymes that I bust,
and if you wanna step to me you'll face the nine that I clutch
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