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L, the Prodigal recluse, *** imma bout to let loose//
Unleashing bars so toxic I'll be locked for substance abuse//
The L stands for Lowlife, inferior and obtuse// Imma stick you in a centrifuge and spin you
till I separate you// How long have you been wearing those threads?
U smell like something fecal// I find it absolutely hilarious when a test
monkey thinks he's people//
Get back to sucking ur sweets, drink some of that Crystal--Light//
Sucking on his lollipop, yeah this kid is sweet alright//
Handcuffing yourself to the Light of your life, *** that's mad gay//
Packing fudge with Mello, all day everyday// And that *** *** shota, very Near to your
heart, what else can I say?// That this L is a super freak in every kind
of way!//
Too easy to beat your *** ***, no way I can loose//
I smack up *** daily, just ask my Lieutenant, Nemu//
*** I'm coming through, gas spews, this mix is too thick//
You can't breathe, didn't mean to choke a ***, you're getting too sick//
Filling your lungs up to the brim, so take a sip of tea//
Your limey *** aint gonna last, no need to study//
Blimey! You're a bloody mess, chip chip cheerio The probability of your continued existence
is rapidly approaching zero//
Super detective L, the lonely lollipop loving hoe//
If you was Batman, I would be the mother *** Scarecrow//
Unfortunately, you ain't hallucinating, this battle is *** real//
Call me Kakashi ***, cuz Im outstanding in my field//
I did not create the Ether, but I wrote the directory//
Spittin bars like grenades, with ballistic trajectory//
My poison will take you so quickly you won't have time to react//
My flow contaminating the air, giving you an asthma attack//
I'm a self-made man of crafting toxins, don't give a *** if you still talkin//
While you be taking a lot of *** in, all I see is a dead man walkin//
I ain't no clown but I agree// that a juggalo and I look like family//
I don't believe in miracles, so let me end this show//
Cuz I just liquefied you *** and imma drink you like you're Faygo//
*** I'm lyrically real poppin these spiritual pills
Bleach *** testing my skills *** is you mentally ill?
My name is l, the mother *** super detective
Solving case after case, keep your punk *** held captive
My bars are reactive, when you spit they spit back
Causing a radioactive getsuga tensho attack
I hope you realize that out smarting me will never be easy
Cause once I'm done eating these shimmigami imma spit out there souls all over society
Why do you put all that *** on your face are you trying to make up your mind
From being brutally attacked by these lyrical lines
I plan to be the best I aim to be the best if your shooting for the stars you're aiming
a me I guess
Full court press I got this *** in defensive style
This punk is easy to break, he's not just hollow he's fragile
What are you gonna say? Light out smarted you from north to south
Well I would have a come back for you but all my come is backed up in your mouth
You need to understand that my plan is to demand all victory
Justice will privalle while i exhale let my bars fire like artillery
I'm the bane to your Bruce wane I can't be tamed
The fire I spit thats it will make this dude retire and burn Yamamoto to crisp
Now I understand why you paint your face like a Skelton
Cause you got no guts to bust nuts it's like you're afraid of a little estrogen
Your plans never work you make all the failures in life look stupid
Cause they failed then succeed Exceed your level making you look
Useless
You really think your big just cause you're the captain of the 12th division
3 multiplied by 23 had your daughter last night in 69th position
Treat you like tigers woods, hit with my driver, send 250 km away then catch you like a receiver
Paralyze the arl call that *** farewell I got no love anybody y'all can rot in a prison
cell
That right im about to crack the shell Nobody has any defense I killed all the white blood
cells
Got these *** pushing daisies my bars to complex my skill excels
My plan is pretty simple, I pop the pimple, these people tremble cause I cut there neck
gave temple a little tickle told you it was simple can you follow me you *** cripples
y'all are like Malcolm without the x ya'll get stuck in the middle.
But I guess I'm done caused a triple threat
I have my pen and paper waiting to see what happens next.