Mic Check. Part 1

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You haven't been the same ever since my name was born The forecast of this game is that I bring the storm So I'll ring this doorbell, should I walk right in Just know that I don't smell, look, nor gotta talk like him Not a doctor slinks to God, 2Pac, rock in Even if we were chickens wouldn't cluck like him Be on the block again with the biggest Glock I can But know you're 25 years old look at the clock again I'm Clark & Kent. That life was kryptonite I used to ignite the crib, now I rip the mic Like I flipped the bike, break a rib I might I always force my lungs to full capacity when I write The tenacity of a knight, my pencil is my spear Precise ear, utensils and nice spear This is a prize here, there's a surprise near Give me the beef baby and tell me when to slice here You're just a pest on site to my insecticide I'll slash and wreck the side of your throat and have your neck decide If you're decapitated, cause life is all about the fate One day you're a savage, the other day you're found bait I was carved to harm a fellow, armed with a pillow He's upsidedown in his bed like an armadillo I'll arm until I'm out of energy like battery I'm like an unsuccessful diet 'cause now you see a fatter me Smoke pop-a-kill and kill-a-Pheno? Until my face get a mean shade of red like a Filipino You sold out like a failed cheno While I'm so loco some people even say "Blanco Latino!" My mind is like headbutts Cause when it hits it will snap the top of your head off like haircuts I'm used to slashing the torso up the abdomen So if you battle them after me you're only getting half the men Yeah! I'm still in the beginning! Still into the small, the middle, the big women! Still into the tall, the little, the thick women! Still into the crawling, crippled and sick women! Quit grinning, I've been into a lot of pina colada Gotta be mentally out of it into a lotta handling simple narcotics Mental psychotic, fucking with candles, robotics Nipples and buttox girls Who wandered with the kid yeah, repeat the flow Who coming with the beef, yeah I see meat and go On a good day, I'll shoot knees, feet and toe Execution on a bad, defeat the row, oh So now you want to taste the coke gram Well look around, now you gotta face the program Next thing you know you're getting chased, oops a toe jam I told ya, now you get erased with no chance I'm speaking like this 'cause I've been through this Take a soft MC and put a pen through this I'm into this, I'd never mean to disrespect anyone whose ever been into less But I'm into trespassing put them into rest Rest in peace motherfucker, make them eat the rest Bacon meat and breast, chicken gets beef and dressed If you fight to the tooth, put the teeth to best He's too messed, yeah, a little bit zany Insane he's been ever since a trainee And draining, every single flow must go This ain't training, ever single Joe must know What it's like to lose a battle, the lowest low When you say yes to bro and no to hoe Where you don't ride with police, say no to po Where goodbye is peace and hello is yo Back in first grade, I took advantage of first aid I thrust a bandaid and a nurse with her first raid My perverse ways emerged and burst on my first day A Thursday, they kicked me out and let her stay The curse stayed, and it stayed in the worst way, I've been thirsty ever since my first birthday Where I was allowed to have bottles burst And always cursed, and oh God please reverse me It hurts me, but I love it when I do ill I'm only too ill and above when I do kill And my verses, first is, I'm versus Every single little man-bitch with purses Heavy on your cut, your sandwich reverses Every single little man twitching, worst is The worst is, I can't switch these urges And you're just a pure mess when it emerges I told this girl that it was okay back in my country She said you'll never touch me, nor will you ever munch me She said you'll never crunch me, even if you punch me So I knocked her out, and ate her like my lunch be Let's go flip-flop cause I'm back to this I'm a pissed off hip-hop activist Smack the wrist, […] half the buis' I'm a schitzo-sick Glock-holding Maximus Your mission is to better zoom, multi-part your vision Mental dishing, hoop through metal tissue like a car collision Our condition you'd succeed, the fueds in UFC Our tradition is to get sued 'cause you can't see Epilepsy and seizures, I'm shaking blitz Taking splits up in your chest like some faking tits Forsaken and […] your kids when I'm making hits 'Cause I ain't got beef, I'm fat, I got bacon bits I was messed up, but now my pace is fine again I'm walking side to side, off a case of Heineken And in case I die again, I know I've got my boys behind me We got you itching for that green plant like Poison Ivy The noises 'hind me makes you look like a Jasmin You ain't a present, the future, you ain't even a has-been A visionary, I see past 'em, I'm lasting 'Cause my rhymes spin like a ski class in Aspen I'm like a farmer, every time I roll sedation I get approached by more pigs than a police station Always hesitation, probation with 30 issues I'm European, you're white trash like some crushed up dirty tissues Gotta a bill in front of me, my name is Cosby Your crazy posse caused me to place these grenades across me Suicidal kamikaze, even if it costs me Boss me and you'll end up paralyzed up in the frame like Ozzy I will fight a bull, see me push and pull My words are like pens, I got a cushion-full I'm uninvitable 'cause I'm comotion-full Kill off the puppet-master, I'll come bushes bull My tush is full, diss me and experience exertion I'm serious, kill off your previous and next version You can't speak, you're just a text virgin While I'm precise when it comes to my throat like a neck surgeon You're always check-searching, but when money's not the answer, money will make you dance when you say "Honey, I've got cancer" I've got a decade of support, like a top fencer While you make moves in the back like a pop dancer I'm not top 10, so I must be irrelevant Developing my element, then elevate that elephant I put the hell up in anyone trying to exist Sit down and write a rhyme, try me I insist
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