Lead a herd of dinosaurs, but I'm a Mastodon

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life

I reside in the metropolis,

Where the populous,

Resembles and envies me,

Preachers drinking wine, while thugs be sipping Hennessey,

And busters and snitches have a tendency,

To report on my situation like they Wolf Blitzer, and I just bombed an embassy,

But when I got them cornered, they expect mercy and empathy,

So I slay them with 16 bars, and murk them lyrically,

My flow grows quickly like weeds, seeds, and trees in the Amazon,

I walk among the giants leading a herd of dinosaurs, but I’m a Mastodon,

Extra-terrestrial, vegetable, questionable, sectional, correctional, dawg you speaking gibberish,

I spit bitter words toward you and your click, flavor similar to black licorice,

So worried about what I’m going to say next you just 'ish a brick,

Now your face is priceless, pwned, and perfect for a twi-pic.