yo I snatch the mic wit murderous intent to strike/
wit fire scorching sight, slick vic termendously talented wit percise timeing when
iam rhymeing tight/
the flow rate is high stakes, betting you five mics/
and throwing down the strike like dice/
I analyze to elevate excell and enlight/
coexisting emcee's aren't even close to touching/
the infinite rhyme designs iam contructing/
lyrically producting, the illest of all wordplay to ever be placed on a page,and once
writ-ten it i'll be spit-ten wit pre-sis-tence and rage, by the most pro-min-ent
poet in the world today/slick vic low, the lyrical leviathan preching in flames, while
these fierce rhyme scriptrues and deadly verses damage your brain/iam leaveing all
compatition and competaters nearly insane/
cause I pocess more flow than the heavens spit towards the earth's surface the
first time it rained/

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