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others jealous

Ayo, the pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin’
the zany actin’ maniac in fact son
they look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run

these rhyme and skills got them climbing hills
I travel through your mind and chill your spine like siren drills
I’m sliming grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects
And twisting necks of rappers
til their spinal column disconnects
they will never know the life
that the kids aver felt

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