Killer
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(Verse 1) "I step in the booth, mic check, one two, Dropping bombs of truth, for me and for you. From the concrete jungle, where dreams break through, I paint pictures with words, vivid and new." (Verse 2) "They try to hold me back, but I break the chain, Rising above the noise, in this lyrical game. My rhymes hit hard, leaving a lasting flame, Remember my name, forever in fame."
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