after the smoke clears and i've killed every wack emcee on the mic
come back with a rap expose bitch nigguz as hermaphrodites....
first if you think you ill...
second if you faking skill...
third's me getting ubsurd ...with words
using them as weapons with a thirst to leave you killed.
this kids skilled... with lyrics and a vocab
driven with determination like kamikazee arabs
the odd emcee getting even on innocent bistandards
seeking retribution ....on weak bastards..only solution
spit a rhyme making bragging rights an added amendment to the constitution
you not at my level with half the credit not even close to grad
battling me?call it colostomy!cause this shits in the bag.
off coarse i battle so the only topic left tacklabale
isnt if im better .....but how much and if its taxable?
noncentz remain capadable with any emcee in the game
so if i give you a cameo i just plugged you to international fame.
i spit flames you spit residue from a flamer
and overbite my raps paying dues to dentist for retainers.
fucking no namers always acting like you that type freestyling
when you wouldnt make the guest list on your own album.
thats right its still me...
what did you think the name change?
would stop me from spitting estranged shots
treating the game like a firing range?
we talking the kind of shots that would have BIG n PAC
ducking in their graves while 50 screams "LET THE BEEF STOP"
i'll resurect myself in 3rd person
produce an album with no rehearsing
cause i know you aint fucking with me in original version.
thats why i remain disbursing singles with only one track
cause ill rip you on the "a" side and explain why on the back.
go ahead react but your only come~back would be fucking doggy position
other then that you talk a mans game while bitching.
stop fronting cause most of you cant even think out the box
let alone mimic me with a hostory for dropping bars like i detoxed