Swag swag swag.... on you
I don't need luxery, the teen a wordSMITH/
So i'm taking shots till your rookie team forfeits/
Front-flip instruments then punch it with four fist/
Cus i'm fantastic, drop bombs so suit your flak jackets/
Flat chances to be better I spit on the track magic/
I got eragon on my lungs when I rap your whole era is gone/
Bitch don't like my mystical rhythm well hear the barreta song/
It goes 'Ca,Ca,Ca', feel the static like a bearhug from blanka/
Conquer Continents with assonance and concepts when flowing magma/
My mind is a magnum and I don't want to be evil/
But that steel attracts me like magneto if you get me a beat kilo'd/
I'm talking dope, I might relapse and write like slim shady/
Get the pen&page get the mic flamming spit crazy/
I'm a mad danny bonaduci.
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