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It`s time to separate the rookies from vets Pussies from threats, truth and lies Supplies from dealers and death Im feeling this, I`m young and ruthless Status unmatched undisputed, some assuming My destiny to rep these streets I`M BUILT FOR THIS The will is too strong Feel this numb from dealing too long Its real count ya friends when you on My pen is visual I`m real, men are miserable I feel the tension growing You hold a grudge, a 45 with infra holding no love Hungry like my ribs are showing, as if you didn`t notice I spit the potent, uncut raw my mind is pure ferocious Like a shark I tear you open cut you blood in my ocean My pen it ghost people, like dope needles When I rhyme theres no equal The flow will freeze you, like medusa stair I`m so lethal Obvious I`m a vill, with odds against me Like Rasheed Wallace its hard to stick me I`M BUILT FOR THIS In the street, I`m powerful if shit gets dirty 30-30 clips will shower, you exist cause I allow you to live I concord you, I kinda knew you was weak I can see how cowards do I write epic facing a scholar, question my life expectant My essence is getting money, my oral life, Lexus On the mic I`m relentlence, prosude the perfection Ya new connect for pure, uncut raw - what I caught a rush when ever my palms clutch a gun, pen or a ki Or a dyme satisfy my every need I write rhymes with killer instinct, yet to find a nigga iller then me Some smile at my face, yet they still against me I ??? the fake, never sleep or denie death for waste Or compisate in the presence of snakes When & where and time I`m measuring weight You destine to think or where does he get this paper, son we nearly extinct I realized that when burring spank, the real will parish ya life Conceal evidence my rhyme skill is exelent M - for the man E - executioner G - get money A - all my niggas movin up I`M BUILT FOR THIS For real its in me, like R. K ill make you feel the big heat The illest is me, the drug dealer empties semi-auto I conceal on these streets To uphold the kiss of death and try to deal ki`s and snort blow You cant replace me I live the rhyme I visualize, you aint real I see it in ya eyes I spit nines, weight coke on scales thats digitalized The realness I live and die, the streets I impitalize the trife life I rock juels with ice, verbally I bruise mics Mega live it I`m ghetto, my shit is chromed out Give me a pen and watch a nigga zone out I can`t believe the shit I spit is from my own mouth
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