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My words are like bullets and my paper like a gun
When I’m through spitting, my enemies are done
The pencils like my clip cause it’s holding all my lead
Come and step to me and get a dot up on your head
You bitches is some fakes and you always tryna bust
Yakking all your mouths but I’ll leave you in the dust
And If you spit a lyric at my dome I’m a dodge it
Pick my bullets up, load em up and then I’ll lodge it
Hoping that it hits and that it penetrates your skull
Sharpen up your pencils cause your words stay dull
So what are you to do but turn scared and run away
You made a good choice, but I’ll catch any day
Shooting at your base like I write up on a line
My shit stays accurate just like a dope rhyme
So if I hit your frame wit a bullet or flow
Your ass is gonna cry and die and bleed real slow
When I’m through spitting, my enemies are done
The pencils like my clip cause it’s holding all my lead
Come and step to me and get a dot up on your head
You bitches is some fakes and you always tryna bust
Yakking all your mouths but I’ll leave you in the dust
And If you spit a lyric at my dome I’m a dodge it
Pick my bullets up, load em up and then I’ll lodge it
Hoping that it hits and that it penetrates your skull
Sharpen up your pencils cause your words stay dull
So what are you to do but turn scared and run away
You made a good choice, but I’ll catch any day
Shooting at your base like I write up on a line
My shit stays accurate just like a dope rhyme
So if I hit your frame wit a bullet or flow
Your ass is gonna cry and die and bleed real slow