All you crumbs on the table, get wiped off to the floor
I pull like spouts, you more like drouts, can't flow with the hardcore
Killah Priest, he dug the masses, to execute and damage
Artfull Dodge, then amp, then rush when you advance
Chemicals mixtures, livin' out pictures
From the ceiling to the structure
Punchin' peeps that play the role, they remind me of the others
I don't like the way you look, that's a lyric in my book
Shake your women off my hook, take them off to...
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