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post whenever... soon hopefully...
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You’re shook with palms sweating, cuz I’m flowing so fucking lethal//
You got Krooked Koncepts cuz… they’re stolen from other people//
I’m known for my utter evil, while you sin like a priest//
My hand smacks chin to the cheek, so hard it leaves fingerprints on your teeth//
I’ll spit to a beat; then watch you die where you stand//
Cuz I’ll have to give you the Kreace… type of retirement plan//
Your whole life is a scam, a mistake from your mother’s sins//
You aint shit besides a victim giving me another win…
.::Changes Prose::..
Such a shame, you rookie, you retired so quick//
Retirement’s for the successful, but you aint nice, so you quit//
Feeling alone, cuz you were never as tight as some of your peers//
You stopped netceeing; I thought you could only retire from a career? //
If that was your job then you aint do it right, kid//
It’s just my hobby and you seen the same loot as I did (none, haha)//
Just take your pension and leave, if I was you, that’s what I would do//
You aint retire from the game, it’s like hiphop fired you//
You typist, non-spittable writer with wacc flows and little skill//
I’m violent, hospitable while attacking, closing in on kills//
Posted an open invite hoping someone wacc would challenge//
Cuz that would help to make up for your total lack of talent//
But you know I’m sick, so I know you won’t respond//
Saying not a word to me, in hopes you don’t get stomped//
My verse is like scissors to paper, or like fire to wood//
After I drop, you’ll feel wacc enough to retire for good//