.Emcees will have nightmares about the God right here
Flights of stairs runnin' recurrin', he's comin'
Concussions, consumptions, combustion's
Your head bussin', lead clutchin'
You're dead fucka, I got the bread to cover>
I'll have an emcee morgue
Step inside the fog
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