Cipher

It's time for my Grime Rhymes to shine/
I'm gonna pop ya big, without using a nine/
My mind, is sharpers than Rubic's/
Is fresher than new kicks/
I'll spit this sick shit at your whole Clique/
Make ya soul split, make ya whole skull rip /
I won't run from ya/
I'm from a city called Philly, they'll pull guns on ya/
Catch ya running when the guns start bustin'/
Now rewind ya self, and remind ya self not to forget nothin'/

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