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If you ain't figured I been iller, you gon' hear in a bit

They be spitting false opinions, man, it's clearly a myth

I ain't nearing a miss

My every nemesis pray I never hit the target

But still I'm conscious

Still I promise it's gon' seem like you inferior regardless

See where a god is

Who just need a goddess who ain't wearing nada, she topless

With me it's no modesty

Honestly, I keep it blunt while they gassing you

Y'all geeks probably wanna come bring them gadgets through

A deadlier league