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[Wallace]
You better be ready Solace, cause Wallace is about to hit you hard.
You have small chance of survive and a high one of getting a big scar.
Let’s see the master pass ya through a chainsaw of words.
And make ya in pieces, to dump you and turn you to a “never ever heard of”.
Don’t try to deny, cuz my rhyme is finding you anyway.
My sake is make you the biggest joke of this day.
Cuz the clowns gotta cry sometimes… I’ma end your pain
By mercy from my merciless curse. And see what I will gain.
The bottom of the ocean won’t be deep enough,
For you to hide when you discover you ain’t tough.
Lyrical shit is an accurate searcher from cowards and fakes.
The whole siege where I trapped you means not much time you can wait
For your complete extermination. An afterlife of eternal damnation
In a hot hell here demons will everyday and forever violate you.
As my work is done, I can clean my handgun that I ain’t even used still.
It’s true, the shouts of lyrics from my mouth were loud enough to kill.
