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Oct 2016
**** This

cyber cypher, rearranging faces now watch me decipher this

Aim at all who think I ain't nice with it
I'm on point like a ****** is

I'm a rapper no benefactors i attack like a raptor Jurassic world in this *****

**** this ****, I'm done with this
I'm done with these formats

******* Lames I will rearrange your frames then leave you ***** like floor mats

I'm blunt like Borat

I come from the darkest corner of the location where you were born at

I'm aiming for your Cornea don't get it twisted, that means two-thirds of your eye will get lifted

Let's make One whole instead
so you don't forget this.

I will rip out one of your inner intestines then hand it off to one of your contestants

Have them Hail Mary that ****, then I'll simply intercept it.

I'll then find the nearest toilet then throw it in the septic

This is that generation X ****
Future flow, You know Young and Reckless

Let me demonstrate with my next sentence

Verbal blades will cut through the crevices of your eyes nerves, to then be served on a dish next to the head of your nemesis like some Hors d'oeuvres

With these sedatives you will be severed, these words will make your bones fold like white t-shirts

But not before you see my spiked cleats first

Where the **** is my money?!

You'll be screaming "she's gotta have it!" Like spike lee's first

The conclusion to this is a knifed cleaver, pulled back out on reversed

you thought last night seemed worst?
STLR
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