itz a freestyle but f u pay me/ lately been stressed ready to explode like TNT/ work doesnt define me/ love blinds but my 3rd eye spy/deity when i rhyme call me the sun god praise to the most high though/ tryin to get this dough make bread to rise to the top like yeast/defeat challengers and upstarts/play ur part or get cut/lights camera action/now they talkn bout taxin/ beer neva fear/ lucid drunkard/still function/ur brain i puncture with the hits i inflict/use to be a misfit/now equipped with tools to strive farther/tryin to be a father to mi hija/ur rhymes bore me imma go to sleppa/peep the way i display the thought patterns i manufacture.
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