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Never Even blundered - Why am I never falling?
Perfect three hundred - I strike like I'm bowling
Sicker than the plague I'm here to wipe ya'll out
William Hague - You'll never change my mouth
Different page - papyrus is outI'm ahead of my age - Miley Cyrus don't shout
The Sirens are loud, no Poseidon around
No Titans are found and all the Cyclops are down
Kickin up Sickin up bitch y'ain't quick enough
Drop the pace hold the shit still now pick it up
Cowered away how dare he have given up
Don't cry over spilt milk dick lick it up
Double 'double 'm'' double 's' I don't give a fuck
De-clawed these paws no tail - still a mutt
Glass half full full of spit man sip it up
Clock faces like a second hand give it up
Better watch it my man I'm living upI quit my day-job, you keep your living up
Drink the game down bitch yeah my sippy cup
Throw it up in your face - sick - Seven Up
Steal my flow cos you just can't get enough
I go so hard yo bro's can't get it up
Five fingers to the face - give your lip a cut
Glue you to the roof - raise it - stick 'um up
Sue that dude with the new crew who
Sees all the fun in the doom and gloom
There's a clown in the Haulocaust using a broom
Sweepin up and away all the wounded tunes
Bodies stack like Jenga - raise ya game up
Or get sent back to the place ya came from
Intense past you I spat amazing
You're missing a flow-er - lackadaisical
I charged the entrance - I Billed the Gates
Rap's shining light - Heavy's still the weight
Flow's so wet that you need gills to play
Taste your own meds boy put the pills away
So out cold that I stay still for days
You're selling out like you got bills to pay
Put your hand to the window feel the pain
Spit so cold now there's no need to rain
I'm so Max hard - you're Micro soft
You can't see me man like the lights are off
You all better know - cos' it's up on the test
There's no wetter flow, you just fucked with the best
I'm up dropping beats like the fucking next Rusko
Hitting that shit like a fucking ex-boxer
Double entendre trouble up on ya
Hit more bars than a toddler fondler
Pull ya socks up - I got thigh highs
Try to deny that I fly like time
That's not relative - no family tree
And I'm plannin to be who I'm plannin to be