[2tripple0]

im blowing up mics and taunting the competition
and constantly on the rise like inflation
you be repeating the same lines over and over
i keep the engine sparking as if i was the motor
you aint got the lines to compete with my knowledge
im like a rodent that digs out the roots call me a possum
when im at my best i scatter like brains with pure science
you couldn't understand my ranking because its like being private
i keep secrets and tell all the honeycomb would help you wit ya wig
and i aint a pig but ill still land these punches in the clinch
thought i was dreaming until i pinched myself and said fuck it that hurt a bit
i need time to edit my lines er whatever but they still sick as shit
im not romantic but ill still get ya bitch addicted to the dick
i gonna end this right here what you think you won or some shit?
if that was your best then obviously you still haven't had a chance to plummet