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Put the light on me, it's my time to shine,
You probably already heard,
That the name's Mr Krime,
If you haven't thats fine,
we're just having a good time.
Meanwhile, you're trying so hard to make a mean rhyme,
I'm roasting your ass, without even tryin',
I'm not buying that your verses ain't rehearsed so keep trying
You compete against me,
the best rapper on the streets,
by the time you make another verse,
mine will be complete
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I been killing this rap game since day 1,
Enter any competition and I've already won,
Bitches be on my dick, just to have some fun,
Mainly cause I been shootin' hoes with my machine gun,
If I catch you sellin' my shit, on the black market
I'll hunt you down as if it's the New Year's Harvest.
I'll try to set you challenge, something you can manage,
But in reality, I know you'll fail, sorry I'm a savage