Ezzy spit culture
Ezzyculture on the spot, shit just got real, (yeah) Flow so sick, make your whole crew feel ill. (uh huh) I'm the real deal, ain't no need to conceal, My rhymes so lethal, they'll make your whole team kneel. (bow down) I spit fire, hotter than the depths of hell, (flames) Swallow more pills? Nah, I conquer with my skill. (no drugs needed) Venomous my style, it's a venomous thrill, (bite) These wack MCs, I'm about to send 'em to the kill. (game over)Word to your mother, I'm the lyrical king, (truth) My verses are bombs, hear the explosion sing. (boom) Got more bars than a prison, my flow's taking wing, Leaving these pretenders behind, hear the victory ring. (cha-ching) I'm a lyrical surgeon, precise and so clean, (sharp) Dissecting the competition, making my presence seen. (visible) My rap's an addiction, a hypnotic scene, (mesmerizing) Ezzyculture's the name, the best you've ever seen. (unforgettable)
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