.[erick sermon (doing an onyx voice)]
Testin one two three! whoa I flow rhymes wicked
And bust some to keep me uplifted
It flows to my braincells like from smoke
I'm no joke, I make an old man croak because I'm loc'
I'm wild, psychosomatic, I got gats
Stored in my attic, for a.
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