Lungs of Kuniva,
Strangle language with my tribals
Omen's arrival,
With Halo's shinin'
Let me ACTIVATESELF titled
Ex is suicidal,
& twistin' existence with a fuckin' dreidel
Hit you & no one knows the title
Like last years pop idol,
Art of warfare with Blue Bayou eyes,
& a dark stare
Blow the spot with a star flare after it's bloody dark there
Your parts spare
Bitch you battle in wheelchairs,
Ex is a totem pole beyond mediocres
Is you just stupid or jokin'?
I know you squirt Miss super soaker
I'll collect you like tokens
& let me guess what's the bet,
You got X'ed by Logan
Strip skins of fame from the Beatles & bring coats to my people
I spread knowledge from underneath the DJ's needle
Freebasin' brown sugar in a teepee with eagles
It's the heist with lions to heights like rocket science
You requested my guidance,
I conquer back treasures with pirates
Go Ask the Vikings my brethren,
You can't write the paper without the papyrus.
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