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Beat I'm rapping to...
Star at 0:27

As I linger in the Darkest of Days, my words are the Hardest can Make,
The Marksman will Spray, words with the force equal to the Largest of Gauges
All Spars I Can Take, are so prominent that they make wars look like Parties & Dates
All these Nark Kids are Fakes, get attacked and I just dump your Corpses all in a Lake
Nigga you're just a Martyr for Lames, running around with a Cart filled of Harmful Grendes

BODIED!


I'm taking the Heat Back-Stealing a Lighter, you Weaks Lack, Skills of Writers
You Meek Fags aren't 'Ill or Tighter', you'll never Be Black, cause your Skin is Lighter...

Silly bitch, time for eradication...

I'm brutal, Even your 'Boss' Is Soft, don't need to bust an Eight Off,
BODYBAGS STACKING...cutting All ya Bodies off with home-Made Saws
I'm chilling in Soviet Russia, throwing' Molotovs with Adolf
Speaking of Hitler, this is the Holocaust the way you get FLAMED OFF!

Night night...
Now tell these niggas who's boss...


KROMATIC! Bow to your Mighty King! Caged on all sides like a UFC Fighting Ring...
Killed all your homies off now try to Finding ya Kin...cause I'll cut you in half...
like Ben Carson did to Siamese Twins...

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