Instrum.- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCDdMzpbb2g
Your style ain't raw, and I'm here to say that Satan's back
I'll throw an Atlas at your head just to make you face the facts
That's what you get for trying to lyrically battle me
I ended you in a 16 and it's seriously sad to me
Upset you in a line, 2 is enough to leave you feeling mad
I circulate flows, that's why I'm always ceiling fans.
Behind the smoke and mirrors hides my esoteric lyrics
Free Mason rhymes can kill, so please cherish and fear it
The killer of beats, one punch at a time
Premonitions come to me as a hunch on a line
Hypnotize you with a pen and a pad
This defines you, hitting second with fads
With verses crafted to enlighten and to set free
Google sick, right after WebMD, you get me!
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