pinging off of steel plate,
from a solid football field away?
neighbors,
i doo-doo that freaky fantasy firearm sh!t.
you'll get a whole bunch more of all that tomorrow,
but for now?
recognize the expertism of level eleven, ninjas.
and while you're at it,
check the mutha-flippin' teleport:
when they know they're getting loud, staying fresh,
and going SO hard at that spit hot fiery flavorfulness
in the woodsly goodlsy weaponry department.
did you see that?!
i'm sayin'.
real times,
real talk.
the future is here,
and it's all really happening;
never quiet, never soft.....
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