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I know you authors despise, the words I recite
Flow's at the edge of psychosis, yet bordering might
You ought to be wise, recognize I'm more than just nice
Call me David Fisk, drop a verse, before your demise
I swore on my life, my rhymes would be sure N precise
Never thirst for the hype, real with every verse that I write
You think u got a 'Buzz'? Then I'm 'Emperor Zurg' on the mic
'Cause when I let my ink run, it flows like the burst of a pipe
R-I-S never get slept on - like a snore in the night
Ironic, how I feel no 'regrets' saying you surely 'contrite' (can't write)
So word of advice: ignore your contrives
'Cause in this RiS-Session, victory's costly N u aint affording the price(recession)
Honestly u can't describe the heart I pour in the mic
I'm like rap's God, nah scratch that, I'm more than alike
Back for the 2nd time, couldn't ignore the invite
Ask why I left, I got bored with your sight!
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