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Riding back home and the squares lit
Riding circles round sqaures
Not your crew but if the square fits
Where it seems fit wear it
No need for a seemstress theres no embara**ment
Every rap crew is weak
No comparison
No comparing em to what other rappers share with em
No traits of anykind
Leave no trace of enemy kind behind enemy lines after the enemy dies
Spit the wickedness on any wicked b**h like the broadway play with the witches
Its just business
I come in peace you leave in pieces
The messiah of rap hope you believe in jesus
Or you gon see the defeat quick
Not my shoes but a loss of a soul
Skate shoes on jesus with the loss of a sole
No soles on the soul seeker
But i still kick it hard juno like paulie bleeker
I run track like paulie bleeker
Im getting hot fast this is more than a fever
The birth of a diva
No not no justin bieber
Just a kid with dusty sneakers who puffs more cheeba than wiz khalifa
Thats a lie i said it cuz im high
That i ronic
Thats how i like my chronice
Pretty weird