I am a b-boy not to be played with although I look like a toy for ladies, smelling fresh like a baby, save me from jail, Allah, I am righteous, I might flip when punks get outta line, do not doubt mines, thugs blow blunts like nines, I shine fine rhymes are designed to get the whole nine, soul and mind combined to flow, staying on the low and raw when I drop for props, topnotch hip hop, hops get it together, no matter the weather,
get the stepping haters, I serve wack rappers faster than waiters, bring the flavors, that is live major,
I got my self in a hype mode and I quote the words wrote on a digital black book without hooks, giving the average rappers the shakes, for cake I am rapping what can happen, criminals are kidnapping, try to stand tall but you are shorter than Charlie Chaplin, check out fools and beats lacking, bragging about what they packing.
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