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Verse 1:

YO! Ferocious rapper, notice the chatter ain’t atrocious

Smack the laughter off ya smile sense a niggas style bogus

Talk awhile back, rap was harder than sclerosis

Now we take it to the present

Shit is chartered with hypnosis

Offsetting truth values

Tune down the volume

Down to the sound where sound has confound you

I’m living in a world abounded with some foul rules

Well I don't give a fuck

I give my life to this shit kid

Human rights what I’m profound to

Got me asking why they baiting me to slavery

Yo this capitalism hating me

And I'd probably be a martyr if this shit wasn’t savin me

The scripts comin raw

Despite what ya thought cuh

Yo I once gave a fuck

But I didn't In a fuss

Giving trusts to them niggas with a big buck

Shit's sinister

Little nigga didn’t figure he was sinning much

But once attained knowledge, and solace

He knew who was winning cuz

Handle yours, people

Verse 2:

Okay. Ready, set, begin

Committing seven deadly sins

But intend to ascend to heaven

With the seventh letter men

Concealed secrets locked away

Kick the door off the hinge

Grab the VP by the post office, assist him with timbs

Hit ya chin, leg sweeper catch ya shins, I may reach ya

If you don’t want a defeat

Better focus on the feet son

But I’ll still beat ya

This Ali vs. no feature

See em drownin on the mic

Yo just sink in ya swim

Say you got a lot of heart

But you still never win

These words work from my soul through the ink of my pen

By the seven elevens, niggas gettin sent to the heavens

For no reason like civilians on Semptember 11th

But no hoax bro

For the next time you take a drag of the dutch

The city’s crushed because the boom rips a fag

And the economy goes down, while the corporation laughs

And if youre sick of being lied to here’s some hip hop to guide you

Handle yours people