Had that flow you was going with
Had that blow you was snorting up
Had that ye make the shorties rub
Had that chaz make a raucous club.
I’m snorting dust
Until my dust is dust
Got cocaine lust
Dash flushed with snowflakes
Flush it or away ten years
Push it, you know I got that gear
Best salesman, MVP of the year
Sun or rain, man, grinding out here
I am the scribe who is tireless
Only lying I’m tired as fuck
My only line don’t give a fuck
Then why you trying around the clock
To make people think I’ve something got
To say worth heeding, shock them
Like a shrieking duppy, or a demon.
Alchemisland 
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