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Pardon listen This my mission Vision I write so much I been close to pen smoke I gotta massive lexicon and a rap addiction How I spit is classic Polysyllabic magic mixin with my passion Where did all the lyrics go been a while since em was killing techno All I hear are 808s and mumbles Who you humble with no wordplay All the words they coerced the kids into to being worse Double cups and percs trashed rap as artwork Sure you gotta catchy hook and flashy looks But I'm gonna roll up looking bummy flowing natural like some babbling brooks Your rap as weak as kindergarten coloring books I spend all my time in pursuit Of acute Of astute You dare pollute my motherfucking airwaves Fuck with me I'mma have them clearing airways Amass attack you with my sharp lines like some tattoos Beat you till you got a fat bruise with a dark hue if you argue I'm Time travelling aboard my metaphors to my dynasty y'all ain't never finding me Bright light not blinding I can see That you ain't an og To all the wack rappers with a cosign sounding cheaper than boxed whine i coming for your mind The exposed flesh Here to collect what you protect im snatching chains no more neck froze fresh

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CzaRx

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5 years ago

Mr.OG Loco. #FreeDaStreetz

5 years ago

Here are my scores: Bars: 9/10 Delivery: 9/10 Impression: 10/10 Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Perfect 💯

ᵂ𝙂ᴬ𝝤ⱽ𝘿ᴱ ❦ 𝘿𝙐𝙍𝙊

5 years ago

Here are my scores: Bars: 9/10 Delivery: 9/10 Impression: 9/10 Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥

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