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JESODIST
This beat is my new diet. & You should try it.
I cause riots. Upheavals.
I'm good & you're just evil.
I'll impale you on a church steeple.
That's what I do to hurt people.
I'm your favorite prodigy. Raising the bar.
I've got news for you. The training wasn't hard.
I'm your favorite fortune teller. & Maybe I've got a card.
It says death. Most likely from meth.
Or a heart attack from stress.
You're in retirement, while I'm improved. 'd'you expect anything Less?
Cut down on your capitals. They're looking like a mess.
I confess. I'm just here to get your goat.
& All I really want, is for you to see what I have wrote.
For old time's sake I mold lines great. Now they exit out your throat.
We've just begun. So please don't get your coat.
Bitch please. Lemme tell you about 2016.
I had a major malady.
It's sad-to-see, but I'd lost touch with reality.
My mind was full of fallacies.
I don't know if it was dread. But I deleted all my threads.
Yes. A sad day for hip hop heads. That said,
I'm a phoenix from the ashes.
A remix for you bastards!
Just remember, with me you've always got clearance.
I don't blame you for your disappearance.
I know how hard it is to make new shit, in anything, let alone music.
So, as you can see I'm very bored.
Hit me up with some scary gore before I think you don't post here anymore.
Step 1. Let's see.
Log on to Netcees, instead of Etsy.
Step 2. Hit me up with some concepts,
even if it's absolute nonsense.
Step 3. That's all there really is TO it.
Better stop before I say something stupid.