Deceptive Flows, aka EyE 4 n EyE, Make His Presents Known
Let Me Make My Presents Known
If you put ya hands up, against me You'll Lose'um
I'll Shoot ya Fans up, offensively abuse'um
Loot ya Mans up, lucratively choose'um
Ya Stupid for even thinkin' Your Dope, You aint makin money or gettin ne1 high-Nope! But Why Mope wen you can Try-n-Cope
Before You Die-a-Joke, u dont come to me cos I Supply The coke,
ALL the Soda you drink you might just Fly-n-Float, become a retired Bloke, Dont even know why you Spoke, You aint gotta Lie U Smoke, I see herbs "de-feeting" you While I Toke, The u try n do tha heel toe so I Just Smile and Poke, fun at you cuz if you spit at Me, I'll run-dat-to, Nothin that A Sun-Cant Do, cant tell you cuz you look more like'a Cantrell Blue, This Ass Whoopin is Hand Held Dood, I'm on'a Fuckin Cell Phone Postin Thru, Duckin Jail Homes Roastin You, I Strike from far back so I aint gotta get that close to you, So Chrit's A fUCKING homo, what am I Supposed to do, Approach a dood? fuck dat he satndin next to a Ja Rule Posta Nude, So I think I'll leave that I'm to his Regime Buddies cuz it's what Most would Do, and Purple Haze, Ma man Meks Roasted you, It was a slips Battle Close but few, Even read the verse....hello....thas what u supposed to do, Now he bout to be Slipped cos prally got Gypped, Purple been ridin dick for ages thats it, proof is contained hieroglyphic all ova da walls in Egypt, It Is Writtin, Only one Thing More To say while i'm spittin', and this is Shittin....
Fuck Wit ma Life I'll be Takin' Yours
Cant Duck My Knife it'll be Rapin' Hors
Wishin' there was an Ecscape Thru Doors
But Classic Rock isn't My Tape it's Yours
Blasted This so im'a stop Makin' Roars
Ur Askin This to Stop cos it's Blatant War
Ur Ass Can "Diss Pop" but don't be "Fakin" No More
Cos I Know Dissin' yaSelves is an Alredy Painted Chore
The Picture is War, I don't Depict ya as Statin' ya Hyde as Raw
Git Wit Ya Tour, Blowin Shit on Nation Wide Call
