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My Entry for DFUOB 7. Kato Beat.
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Tulalip , Washington
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Komplex Kai- Don't Fu[$]k Up Our Beats 7
Komplex Kai- Don't Fu[$]k Up Our Beats 7
Komplex Kai- Don't Fu[$]k Up Our Beats 7
Komplex Kai- Don't Fu[$]k Up Our Beats 7
Komplex Kai- Don't Fu[$]k Up Our Beats 7
Komplex Kai- Don't Fu[$]k Up Our Beats 7

Lyrics:
Bout to get it kai sick of the gimmicks and they pick it like a tent when I be kicking my Writtens and after that they repent and wanna and ask forgiveness cuz they fucking up the beats and I be jogging on they flow man/
If they flow had no land day and night they pray to the mic get with the program they be saying im the prodigal son I was mainly saying that I jump on water and run.
And past winners man they want it with none and every rapper retracting this year they be hushing their Toungue/
Repeatedly taking their breathe like a vacuum flushing they lungs to go platinum I don’t care if im rushing bums or rushing some nuns/
We were getting hunted with government funds genocidal tactics took us out a hundred to one but the worst thing they could a did was let a savage live cuz now im back in this muthafucka collecting scalps for fun/
im the violent one the tyrant defiant reliant spitting fire one you the tire some shots you fire none when it comes to bombs I fire em from here to Ireland/
aint no collaborations every rapper facing any track im lacing is a cancer patient just awaiting death and in the meantime having daily amputations til no hands are waving/
Cant even flip me the bird im bout to come in first second or third im bout to rep for the turf bout to direct a Muthafucking Resurrection Or Purge/ Komplex Fitting to serve any simple muthafucka man they kissing the curb/ cuz we itching and we missing everything that they was taking now they panic cuz they on the titanic hitting the berg/
But that’s 5 centuries been deferred and they carrying the hive while the bees put in work/ but they scary when we ride cuz we going Beserk and they can see it my eyes I wont stop til I murk/
My Bars’ll Make hop Hop in a Skirt, Make dizzy dizzy like smoking pot Then popping a perk/
Jarren ‘ll quit swearin jottin his verse, and Dame put in laymons gimme my guap like a clerk/
Did He Diss Em ? No Eyes On The Prize I aint here for the fame or to rise to demise only here to Bring pain and to divide and devise small fries to the side as I collide with the Tide /
Tsunami like what I do punani like what I do to ya mommy/ compared to me you other rappers pacifist like you Ghandi I’m bout to rock you like rocky when I be rocking like blondie/
You got a heart of glass Im from a harder class I got a Sparta Pass I got a car to smash always rapping like you getting chips little shits never admit you couldn’t even come up with apartment cash/
Mr Tulalip and im proud or im native and im proud or im slaying every crowd/ cuz im laying the shit down while im conveying you a clown and im aiming for the crown after maiming who I For The Puget Sound/