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All I know is death cos I murda ERYTING
Wit a pandemic flow and a deadly melody I been ready to release a fever on these beats Til there's zombies in the streets and I got the C.D.C. On helicopters to Belize droppin bodies in the sea Cos their shoddy quarantines are overflowin wit disease Open soars & pores that bleed. Royal Forces on the scene Wit NO remorse or loyalty for the victims as they grieve Mostly poor or refugees gettin cornered by police Cos they can't afford the fees at the ports or shores to leave So they pour into the streets like a swarm of poison bees Waging war on the Marines and their fortress of machines Morphin corpses into fiends - I'm like Morpheus - my dream Is to lead a revolution for the future of emcees So my musical influence is included wit the kings I'm the best that eva did it, one of few who really lived it Was a menace-to-society before I dodged conviction Man, I'm fly without a ticket and you high as Shia Leboeuf If you thinkin you can fuck wit my rhymes than try ya luck Cos I'm dyin to line em up and leave em slumped in pints of blood Right in front of eyes they love such as wives and tiny sons I'm a diamond in the rough, but I got the 'Midas Touch' Wit an underground style like I found it in the mud I'm as foul wit these vowels as they muthafukin come! Blowin loud by the ounce as I lounge in the sun Wit a mountain of bud, I'm the falcon above You're the mouse on the ground lookin out for my lunch If a challenger comes there'll be gallons of blood Every calendar-month I be baggin em up Nigga what?!?!
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