(none of this was thought out...i just wrote what ever came to my mind first)
ay yo im still buggin out, i know you flipped the instramental
its coincidental, im spittin off the top of the mental,
an yo, the govornment is tappin my phone,
like I told you before, i keep it raw, samsh ya kids hands in the car door,
and thats how it flows, definitly shows. thats how it goes,
its ill n crazy, ill-logical blazing me, amazing MCs,
im hangin out wit the illest rappers alive,
i strive to be better, i strive to survive,
i strive to strap a live wire to the top of my brain,
i make cuts on my dick wit masticistic tactics,
and take a fat ish, while simultainously stabbin a pregnant fat bitch,
on a vomit coverd mattress, while the fetus uses my dick to pratice gymnastics,
dancing on it like a balance beam, doin back flips,
and yo, i smack kids, and i compact em, and yo i subtract em,
and im keepin this, freestyle from the brain, im lyricly insane, leeme explain,
ay yo lemme give u the wrap up for 2004,
people went to war, and they tried to drag me, and everyone else,
and now we bout to put tony blair back on the shelf,
we takin it ova, my words of jahova,
i dont got a range rover, i be in the .2 up in marru,
i be spittin on peoples faces wildn' out, no doubt,
i keep it complete, logicly,
and i can even flip into spanish, make rappers vanish,
i rock steady, your not ready,
won every battle in new york city, your style is not pretty,
kinda like macy gray, and my faith in god is kinda shitty,
ill put my hand on a bible and tell woopie that shes pretty,
im up in new rome wit the jetta, ill-logical....end of the letter.....
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