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King Tech Quadafi:
I embarass rappers, have em deleting accounts
Cuz you like Saddam, your weapons got depleted amounts
Call Michael Buffer, have the moment you were defeated announced
Those standing get sliced up, the seated get bounced
When I start speaking these nice words, its only the tip of the ice berg
World renowned, in China my title fight's heard
These MCs get torn out the packaging, leave only reciepts and wrappers
Dont call it a comeback, I never stopped coming on these rappers





still got it

I TO DA GEEZY:
press 9-1-1 on yo Cell when I pull out my Gun\
Im testing less progressive Mc's with their lives on the Run\
My lyrics make u Fagz errect, later u swallow the Cum'\
As a result yo' flowes are sounding the way that they sound\
see playa, u replaceable, just like the rest of them newbies\
oh yes, u guessed, there's plenty wannabe's who rhyme just like u b'\
not cause u are the prototype or stand up to the hype\ simply u peepz are alike, none of u fuckz on my sight\
see, I might slice yo lungz and eatem like some typa delight\
Like Hanibal after Im done witcha u'll see that bright Light\

I TO DA GEEZY:
what is that Im hearing\
guess truth is too hard for bearing\
there is no one whom you scaring\
intimidated degraded in fact the one who be fearing\
this crowd is hating on you, no props no love and no rating\
promissed to hang up my mic, tho' there's some height for u to climb\
check out yo lines, lil' homie, man that don't even rhyme\
as I said, Life on the run, assasinate fools for fun\
this battle is foul cause yo shit is so dull\
specific horrific methods just fucked up yo skull\
in between your eyes u get punctured sliced\
twise your size guys are lynchin your corpse\
of course, this lyrical fabric being the source\
of unnatural death, disfunctional vests, are put to the test\
digest the rest, grew up in the dragons nest\
built to last, squeez first, tho' I guess Im cursed\
the beast in me is nursed, deadly with no remourse\
farthermore, killing increases my inner force\
so in doors or out doors, cause or for no cause\
quantities of poison just in the right dose\
are tossed in your direction\
there's gon' be no protection\

I TO DA GEEZY:
see through? dead people?  the fuck is that bullshit?\
I ain no psychiatrist who u confusing me wit\
u spit a pile of pretened shit,  u yoself don't even get\
it don't show that you'z deep, if no one understands\
let's set a new deal, since making sence is good defence\
get one senceable sentence out, yo mouth is good for opening cans\
u must be tensed or something, cause your rhymes iz so unclear\
mine iz Nuclear\
I tellin' ya-Dislecsia- is  what u should fear\

bez:
I'll take your words and screw em up, can't believe what you seein,
Mix the time before your eyes so you won't make it past 12 PM,
I'll approach you and shoot, show ya how to bust-these-streets,
U don't know how to react its like ya was bumpin just-blaze-beats,
Everyone of you motherfuckers gets popped, cos I hold my glock with a steady-hand,
I'll dig the hole first, so I guess this murder is ready-planned,
Actin all gangsta, when the only thing ya shoot is tequila-and-coke,
I ain't no green lantern, but I'll mix ya face black and blue and steal-ya-smoke!

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