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[Verse - Shuffle .T.] Never Even blundered - Why am I never falling? Perfect three hundred - I strike like I'm bowlingSicker than the plague I'm here to wipe ya'll out William Hague - You'll never change my mouthDifferent page - papyrus is outI'm ahead of my age - Miley Cyrus don't shoutThe Sirens are loud, no Poseidon around No Titans are found and all the Cyclops are down Kickin up Sickin up b**h y'ain't quick enough Drop the pace hold the sh** still now pick it upCowered away how dare he have given up Don't cry over spilt milk dick lick it upDouble 'double 'm'' double 's' I don't give a f**De-clawed these paws no tail - still a muttGla** half full full of spit man sip it upClock faces like a second hand give it up Better watch it my man I'm living upI quit my day-job, you keep your living upDrink the game down b**h yeah my sippy cup Throw it up in your face - sick - Seven UpSteal my flow cos you just can't get enough I go so hard yo bro's can't get it upFive fingers to the face - give your lip a cut Glue you to the roof - raise it - stick 'um upSue that dude with the new crew who Sees all the fun in the doom and gloom There's a clown in the Haulocaust using a broomSweepin up and away all the wounded tunes Bodies stack like Jenga - raise ya game upOr get sent back to the place ya came from Intense past you I spat amazing You're missing a flow-er - lackadaisical I charged the entrance - I Billed the GatesRap's shining light - Heavy's still the weightFlow's so wet that you need gills to play Taste your own meds boy put the pills away So out cold that I stay still for daysYou're selling out like you got bills to pay Put your hand to the window feel the painSpit so cold now there's no need to rain I'm so Max hard - you're Micro softYou can't see me man like the lights are offYou all better know - cos' it's up on the test There's no wetter flow, you just f**ed with the best I'm up dropping beats like the f**ing next RuskoHitting that sh** like a f**ing ex-boxerDouble entendre trouble up on yaHit more bars than a toddler fondlerPull ya socks up - I got thigh highs Try to deny that I fly like timeThat's not relative - no family treeAnd I'm plannin to be who I'm plannin to be