October 3rd

By Maxx 39

On XXXIX EP

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Destroying every track I see, deploying every rap I read

Naturally Maxx is attacking beats with them hardcore casualties

Style you've never seen on a television

Hell is listening dwelled and whistling, ringing bells in every cell and prism

Get em all the time everyday, you don't carry heavy weight

Thrown in the levy bait for them fishes yes come have a plate

Grab the steaks, you jerk offs just masturbate, running toward a faster gate

I'm 90's Cuban Linx, I should elaborate

Have a taste and gravitate to bring the ruckus stab the fate

Who getting cream? man to me you agitate

You faggots face a baggage waste, who's a poet? asking all them questions

Perfection in my section, no time to fool around

Etching and progressing, show rhymes and rule the town

The truth is bound to bloom and crown, high off I'm that zooted clown

Off the loot and rounds of drinks they got, naw son I'm soothing now

This is what you asked for, like a ass whore with a glass jaw

Fuck all you opionaters, you ain't half as raw

Its like Rios, Wallace and Coleman is holding it

With a golden grin, its like your didn't notice him

One year your quoting him, all you need, show your skin

Fake fucks blow the hinge, blow my dick, shut it up, and grow some then

Behind backs like Maravich, thats you in my favorite ball player

I won't pull the pistol though, fronting like you all players

You can get called later by some bald hater

The sky with fall for this fronting ass bitch ass rappers

But at the end of the day it doesn't really matter

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