lol...MUTHA FUCKA WHERE U BEEN!?!....CASPER!..SO YO O'L TRANSPARENT ...ASS CAME BACK HUH?...LOL...
anyways....manifess...im here ...
supply and demand mutha fucka..I put the words in ya hands..
the mic stands written in text form converted like sand...
desert storm up in this bytch...u in the middle of this dry land...
and all your fans ...? up for rent
dats gonna sever all yo ligaments...
tear u apart like a heavy set chick catchin the holy ghost...
u betta fall back on this bruh...
for I manifest on this ROAST..
was all those bars necessary?..for what reason...
just cuz I aint show my cleavage ..dawg u still...fiendin'...?
tribulate these words..nigga ..
then articulate..these verbs .ya figga?..
to speculate them herbs wit a trigga..
to opinionate to serve ya ass up like sigmas...
u aint gonna bust shyt!...
this is the net bytch!
what's yo malfunction ?
confront me ...is like getting stuck at a Junction!...
a hault that's what it is..
is you truly biz?...
or is it?...
just gas bubbles in yo tummy ..
getting shook from the fizzz?...
man just look at my libz!
aint ...no fillin in the blanks..
man u already know what it is...
just like that a millie track..
yeah u was on that....
another drop...of the same o'l shyt...mixed up in a pot of crap....
...a bit rushed but hey ...its all good..can we get some votes please!....
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