Banevolence

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Banevolence

Im a hundred feet tall, you can call me King Kong. Nobody want to rumble crumble the tracks when I bomb. Murda Muzik my handle, try battle be gone. too much heat to be handled, can't hold a candle to the sun. My rimes beyond all the fiction, my diction clean and impecible. Competition non-existent, serve them bitches like edibles. oposition shift positions but get stuck in the ebb and flow. I remain the incredible Can't see the Reapa with telescopes. Yo I Stay so dope, even the beats get addicted. my potential increase with every word that gets scripted. I am the given definition to the end of the living. keep them enemies sifted singled out and get smitten. I inject that venom in em fuck with the snake and get bitten. sick and dying I dismiss em, the fate that befalls my victims. Slay the whole congregation tell Satan to come and get em. And keep my thraon ready waiting til I'm ready for sitting.

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