Read em like books,
fearless type - we see em for what they are,
lost souls may you rest well,
rock City syndrome to my rivals - slow death.
Your walking a long road now pal,
their calling me the king pin now pal,
the unrivalled - the crow bars,
the pro-ducer the go hard poster boy.
Vamouse - my shit's so seperate,
well kept self contained well informed,
my flow is in the corner with the dunce hat,
rhino skin diamond shell hardcore.
Your breathing our air,
but what you take in is dioxide - we was here first,
and if you look close all your gonna find,
is traces of the past that we left behind...
prepare for the fall out -
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