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when I write rhymes Emcees are amazed,
its the right time to release heavy flames,
I resight chimes this beast brings the reign,
It's the least next to vein, As I please with the brain,
On the gain with the Wrath I bring,
you couldn't reach the top if you rode on a scaffolding,
Yo I'm baffoling, you just witnessed ill skill that is happening,
So what can you say, to my mad wordplay, that I mold like clay,
From the lyrics that I spray, It's C.S.K., Thats what I'm claimin',
I'm droppin Knowlege so I'll convert it all to laimen,
The illest with the syllables,
The realest individuals,
This Skill Fest is unliveble,
I make kids much more miserable.
One luv,
S-ents
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