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Now it's time for our wrap up Let's give it everything we've got Ready? Begin Artificial amateurs aren't at all amazing Analytically, I assault, animate things Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding Casually create catastrophes, casualties Cancelling cats got their canopies collapsing Detonate a dime of dank daily doing dough Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low Eating other editors with each and every Energetic epileptic episode, elevated etiquette Furious fat fabulous fantastic Flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics Gift got great global goods gone glorious Getting godly in his game with the goriest Hit em high, hella height, historical Hey Holocaust hints hear em holler at your homeboy Imitators idolize, I intimidate In an instant, I'll arise in an irate state Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jocking joints Justly, it's just me, writing my journals Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on Karate kick type Brits in my kingdom Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is learned Lame louses just lose to my livery My mind makes marvelous moves, masses Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered ****ing nap knowing I'm nice naturally Knack, never lack, make noise nationally Operation, opposition, off, not optional Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals Perfected poem, powerful punchlines Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quantum Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got uh Really raw raps, rising up rapidly Riding the rushing radioactivity Super scientifical sound search sought Silencing super fire saps that are soft Tales ten times talented, too tough Take that, challengers, get a tune-up Universal, unique untouched Unadulterated, the raw uncut Verb vice lord victorious valid Violate vibes that are vain make em vanished While I'm all well would a wise wordsmith just Weaving up words weeded up, I'm a workshift Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large X-height letters, and xylophone tones Yellow back, yak mouth, young one's yaws Yesterday's lawn yard sale, I yawn Zig-zag zombies, zoomin to the zenith Zero in Zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme zealots
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