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When I make Hits its simply for your benefits i do this all day so please free yo mine concentrate on my rhyme trouble dont last always soon as my flute blows im in a new suit with a new pose and my ice froze, stepping on toes hitting up shows throwing elbows, off the high hat to the cymbals created tempos for crescendos, musical terms for the people experiencing the sound of the Goro, hiding off in the shadows wack niggaz for talking smack niggaz pull out the pole is option , when its pull out bullets spray out only people be left is the mobsters, (we be some lyrical monsters) love the battle scene terminator machine and I be the Author, money green is my motivation, spared his life for the acceptable offer. This stage makes me renegade dead bodys on the altar, know one in the game right now is sharper, if you fall i cant catch you like Cyndi Lauper