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1st verse
NV Sicc

Loyalty on the mic, when I spit right please stop speakingLeave ya lines dry heaving, and not breathingSo dope composed, on flows i'm so heathenStrong arm ya verse like my first name was He-ManMonster, known to write until my knuckles bleedinBelieve him, been a demon since the semenHot like tobasco, lines are just steaminSpit, leave fools dreamin, and blue like the jeans manN-V-S, have ya screaminMan these kats fake they just change with the seasonKnown to write dope, give the fiends what they need anWas told I over do it, have ya whole crew OD'nCooked up and sweetened, Boy, my flows heat andMelt ya bone structure till ya pores start leakinKids I'm High treason, the mic's what I'm squeezinAnd known to have a flow that Ripley wouldn't believe in

2nd Verse
Anotha Level

Special check level's slept on flowkept metal special tre-ochorevolving life, he's evolving nicePause, and collide with the rawest guyspainted pictures, young and old take no prisonersjaws drop from lines hit floor broke denturesamazin pace, abrasive face liftsas i cut to the point, makin razors sacredopen eyes, no nose, the total liesstyles and words 1 verse equals my photo mindi bring out the best in every syllable, literallly
The antidote, is a dope beatcatch the heat sweat and death, succesfullysessions set teachings, fill the best of me

3rd Verse
Young Trav

I'm a monster who is this nice?I don't think you get it dogg I lived life twiceIn the afterlife, I'm what the games been missinTrav flow hard like a class at princetonKats tryna catch up and put they best upwatch um get ate up and that's where they messed uptop dogg, cop cars, no i can't cop yallspit like a broken condom so rawI'm so far ahead of yall i can't stopi sit on blocks pass rocks like i'm shootin ballchicks love me cause they know they see a starfeds hate the kid so they tappin all my carstrav can't do it like a fag won't do itniggas spittin gangsta shit but i can see right thru itLook, been in the game for minute but i'm laid back8 stacks take that, tell me can you feel that

4th verse
80

I'm the man, and no i won't hold ya handIf you talk back i'l slap the shit out you wit my left handi'm the best man, i'll cave ya chest insomthing like pussy you have ya ugly face ini'm hot you not, nigga face itfor me there is no replacementi hear you wack niggas talkin that gay shitif i was in ya face i bet you niggas wouldn't say shitits my turn ya time is upi spit hot shit until they say ya time is upor that's enough, wack dudes that's enough
After 16 they like 80 that's enoughthat's another guys lines you usinyou should think about them lil beats you abusini rock crowds while you lame dudes chokeini spit 16 and the booth start smokin