They say I'm mime like quiet, but Katrina wit the flow
Like John Cena wit the soul, like nina wit the blow
All you hear is "bang" when it go, then they drop to the flo
Its jus my vocal blast off, they cant stand when I glow
But I shine when these niggas try to out flow a waterfall
Hard to stall, far fall, the shit might slaughter yall
But its somethin bout the flow, I need help clinically
Its nothin like a cold, I'm like Magic before the remedy
Approach wit caution, need Sheeva arms to get the feel of me
I reach farther to Moss'em, need octopuss tenticals specifically!
Hot six, drop six, feet like the breathless
After this madness, practice till you wreck shit!
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