| Enter the Iron Trap
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| You gonna love it in here or maybe not
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| Depends on who you are, let’s eat
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| Pathetic methods get shredded up by a billion pellets
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| To pass my easiest class you need a million credits
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| The ever living sick reverend with unreal genetics
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| Slap you off of stretcher then go kill the medic
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| Trap you in high degree raps
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| 'cause if my height was based on intellectual deepness the sea would be at my
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| kneecaps
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| Some say I’m basic but when there’s hatred my style is crazy
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| Crazy like placing a pregnant lady inside the baby
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| You can’t describe the way we controlling the climate daily
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| Like an unplugged radio, it won’t work when you try to play me
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| Your life will end if you ever glance at my mic again
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| And when I’m writing I’m guarded by 20 trifling rifle men
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| The war driven bar wiz
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| Lock you up and make you do 10 hard years before I tell you what the charge is
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| Beyond Atlantis, forming rants that can jump from the canvas
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| Encompass planets with incomparable quantum mechanics
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| Leave your whole empire flat with no time to fire back
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| Aggressive inspired raps embedded like tyre tracks
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| You ask if I’m the highest, there’s no need to inquire that
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| Your spine I’ll be flying that, my mind is an iron trap
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| I’m resubmitting these to those who don’t believe what’s written
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| I got so much depth that you don’t even perceive the hidden
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| Way up to D-E-P-T-H in the previous line
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| Strategically phrasing it out in my devious mind
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| I made this blend with my favorite pen, your chin I’ll cave in
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| With a Matrix spin, the ref labeled it a flagrant 10
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| You never seen a realer rap demeanor, don’t drink Aquafina
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| The black hyena with a body snatching vacuum cleaner
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| You done came in the cipher wrong, in the cyclone type of zone
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| Leave the mic alone before I silence you like the letter X in the word Xylophone
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| My status rules classical battle patterns embarass you
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| Tearing the rarest dudes wearing a pair of Franco Harris shoes
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| My numbers astound with a thunderous sound
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| I make flood waters originate from under the ground
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| I put you in a trapezius sleeper hold
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| Cadaver dogs you’ll need for those 3 below catalogs
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| Leave your whole empire flat with no time to fire back
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| Aggressive inspired raps embedded like tyre tracks
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| You ask if I’m the highest, there’s no need to inquire that
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| Your spine I’ll be flying that, my mind is an iron trap
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| Of course I’m kind of morbid, when I rip spines they forfeit
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| My mind stretches so far you can zip line across it
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| A library of nifty tapes I quickly make
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| You could start reading the list today and by the time you finish you’ll be 68
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| I’ll end it with my infamous imprints
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| Severely injured by the tempest that exist in my intellectual template
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| Your life’s a waste a taste just like rice cakes
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| I make the mic break just like the ankles of sumo wrestlers on ice skates
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| Once I choose ya you’re an automatic loser
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| Just like a fool in a staring contest versus Medusa
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| Before you try what I’ma drop
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| You’d rather shower in the fluid from a stopped car in the summer when it’s
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| running hot
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| I stand and think 'til all cowards extinct
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| Got a thermos that stays full no matter how much I drink
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| Nothing inadvertent my power’s certain
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| Keeping working my nerves and get a hurting red squirting all over your
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| Leave your whole empire flat with no time to fire back
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| Aggressive inspired raps embedded like tyre tracks
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| You ask if I’m the highest, there’s no need to inquire that
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| Your spine I’ll be flying that, my mind is an iron trap |