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Call it parkour but hardcore
I make killing an art form
Death's cold taste
Sweet as carte o'or
No need to start war's
For a difference of opinion
Give me the of your antagonist
I'll stick them in the ribs
Because I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow a captions
I'm so ahead of my time
i'm probably rapping backwards
I'm a scholar of latin
With a master's in dispatching
Anybody that's hassling
One of my customers
I cuts them up
And shuts them up in a casket
What you've got to do is ask
And then i'll have grabbed them
And then stabbed them
In the abdomen that minute
And be finished with the killing
Before you've finished with asking
A bird of prey
With terminator's murder rate
I'm serving place of pain up
Like a perverse buffet
Take you to the pearly gates
I'll impersonate in a passer by
You wouldn't bat an eye
Until your circulation's pacified
So practiced i couldn't
Count the crimes
I've perpetrated
How many spines
Of vertebrates
I've snapped
My raps
Travel trough
Sound and time
Reverberate
Trough generations
Permeate
My serenade
Regurgitated
Trought a nerd rapper's recitation
To your earthly playlist
So i'd say this was a REVELATION
A REVELATION
A REVELATION
.. A REVELATION ..
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