pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-aag Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets Got 'em still on the fence whether to pick it But quick to get impaled when I tell 'em stick it So sick I'm looking pale, well, that's my pigment 'Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch Been public enemy since…
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