Scribbled it from memory.
It don't rhyme, it fit though.
Swapped a few phrases,
Now I got a sick flow.
Jotted down this new sound,
Was stoned, so used a chisel.
So graphically I verbalize,
And it's different with a pencil.
Get the point across so clear,
Can even call it Crystal.
Rapid fire ammunition-
Commissioned without a pistol.
A savage beast, lyrically.
Just gotta wet my whistle.
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