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I be that killer, thriller on the pillar
Trench filler, cold as a blizzard
Making rappers bite they fingers
Make ’em jitter, lyric dealer
I be writing germs man
Boys thought I was Friedrich Schiller
They say damn his verses strong
Yeah his brain a bodybuilder
Doing calisthenics push-up off things haters
Try to tell him
One double nine four you add it
Boy I was born to be a legend
It ain’t hyperboles to explain how I am verbally
But Verbally I’m Hercules
Merging drugs with emergencies
Ruptured spleen on PCP
Driving on Methamphetamine
Don’t speed
Even though I’m spitting that E for your E-A-R
Rounds of E in my lyrical AR
Make you speed till E in your C-A-R
Take a second to amend because my lines bear arms
Don’t make me start cause I’ll drop bombs
If you try to come at me because you think your Armstrong
This will be your last fight Custer
This is Little Bighorn
Leave your fans with Rain In The Face because you’re gone
Career pushing up daisies the first day of the war
Now hold up
That whole verse right there was just an attention grabber
So Imma to tell you something else now that I have you
Every 28 hours someone is killed by a coward
Abusing their power unfortunately it’s one of ours why is that is
That because they say we are equipped with a clip
And every time that they confront us man
They say we resist
Why when people see this person
The crowd starts dispursing
And the lady, walking across the street from me
Has the clutch her damn purse in
Guess we’re the reasons that we gotta say
Hands up don’t shoot
Can’t even say that our lives matter
Unless all lives do
Guess what my pants low, they do hang
I move blow, I do bang
Try to arrest me, reach for that gun
And I’ll start to shoot things
So blame my pigment for the crimes I commit
Yea the color of my skin
Not the state of mind that I’m in
And they can’t
Beat us when joined so they try beating the joints
Of the ones they find alone
Cause they don’t want to see us rejoice
And they try to silence anybody that speaks out even though-
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