Aight leme git it in i bees that nigga who script like i done perched at stonehenge n conversed wit druid/ that dude that leak bic fluid tb flow i spit thick sick fluid/ haaphoow i describe like the conversation piece was multiverse/ i script multiple verse leave crews n need of multiple hearse we're past need 4 nurse/ but like ma nigga C say thats neither hur or thur it aint fair i shud quit scriptin n skip right 2 disc lightscribe i swear i can vouch that all instances of me in parallel universe/ bees ill wit the verse sick flow no rehearse/ win this race blindfolded drivin n reverse/ my formulas 1 my formulas first if u r that i cuts apex/ the oven that i is melt glass try pyrex/ n i bar one man i can keeps goin u can ask my ex/ u need more than 1 smith 2 bar against the one/ i navigate flows call a nigga seaman/ come hard always how u gone c me wit face covered n semen/ crop circle flow the meanin of this? Keep skeemin/ abominable flow man try put ur foot n my paw print see if it fit lmao
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