Who at this? the hip hop fanatic dropping gems,
my hymns for the spins, blend poetry with beats,
sweet and no beef, because I speak no evil,
keeping my style unique for my people,
wetting heads with the fluid like regal gear,
be aware do not stare at the young wiz kid,
I might flip, and make your heart beat skip,
I see people slide in fat cars, like stars,
by far I practice my body, soul and my mind,
drinking wine is not me, my freestyles flow,
for free without charging a fee, see further,
how I do, staying true not spilling brew,
stand in between the crowd like an interlude.
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