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Never Even blundered - Why am I never falling?

Perfect three hundred - I strike like I'm bowlingSicker than the plague I'm here to wipe ya'll out

William Hague - You'll never change my mouthDifferent page - papyrus is outI'm ahead of my age - Miley Cyrus don't shoutThe Sirens are loud, no Poseidon around

No Titans are found and all the Cyclops are down

Kickin up Sickin up bitch y'ain't quick enough

Drop the pace hold the shit still now pick it upCowered away how dare he have given up

Don't cry over spilt milk dick lick it upDouble 'double 'm'' double 's' I don't give a fuckDe-clawed these paws no tail - still a muttGlass half full full of spit man sip it upClock faces like a second hand give it up

Better watch it my man I'm living upI quit my day-job, you keep your living upDrink the game down bitch yeah my sippy cup

Throw it up in your face - sick - Seven UpSteal my flow cos you just can't get enough

I go so hard yo bro's can't get it upFive fingers to the face - give your lip a cut

Glue you to the roof - raise it - stick 'um upSue that dude with the new crew who

Sees all the fun in the doom and gloom

There's a clown in the Haulocaust using a broomSweepin up and away all the wounded tunes

Bodies stack like Jenga - raise ya game upOr get sent back to the place ya came from

Intense past you I spat amazing

You're missing a flow-er - lackadaisical

I charged the entrance - I Billed the GatesRap's shining light - Heavy's still the weightFlow's so wet that you need gills to play

Taste your own meds boy put the pills away

So out cold that I stay still for daysYou're selling out like you got bills to pay

Put your hand to the window feel the painSpit so cold now there's no need to rain

I'm so Max hard - you're Micro softYou can't see me man like the lights are offYou all better know - cos' it's up on the test

There's no wetter flow, you just fucked with the best

I'm up dropping beats like the fucking next RuskoHitting that shit like a fucking ex-boxerDouble entendre trouble up on yaHit more bars than a toddler fondlerPull ya socks up - I got thigh highs

Try to deny that I fly like timeThat's not relative - no family treeAnd I'm plannin to be who I'm plannin to be