Komik- Drop your pencil
The scene needs sacrifices, betta' act precisive
Otherwise I'll scratch yo iris with medieval hackdevices
Get punched when you keep on comin' back like Tyson
I live in the part of the horizon where the sun ain't risin
Sollentuna, beat you to death with drivers & four irons..
..Morgue client, BITCH! Remember the Titans!?" KLING!
Swingin' like englishmen, steppin' & thinkin' of battlin' me?
Yo bitch, fuck nazigermany, I rule the world single handedly
Troughout my pencil, spittin' battleraps that you can't handle..
..Since you walked through a swingdoor & couldn't handle that
Fuck public, if you're out there kid, when I see you
You'll end up at the ICU & me standin' outside your room..
..Breathin' on the window & writin' I see you..
Got me stuck in school when I belong in the nuthouse
I be packin' heat fo my graduation.. Givin the shotouts
This extra bar is just so I can make the limit, ribbit!
I'm Superman! King fucking Kong! I can pick you up and throw you a million miles. I'm number one. Number fucking one. I'm number one. Number fucking one. Number one! Number one! Number one!
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