My Time

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On my own I control mine

Strapped, ready to brawl with the verbal 4-4

Your flows get tossed to the North

You, V, that's 'nuff said

The soul food to fill your abdomen

14 controls the patter-n

I'm flawless, lockdown the industry with my offense

Of course it's the A-M-L

Lockdown the spot, like a murderer, catching a 4-to-10