Feel me like velvet, 'cause I'm that smooth kid
Gonna battle you epically like I was El Cid
Hold up, I'm a lover not a fighter ask you bitch son
I got so many style it's hard to pick which one
Just like Enigma I'ma crack this cypher
Kick it so hard you swear Biggie was my ghost writer

Longin to kill as i pursue my victim
Massive explotions missed but nicked um
Nowhere ta run i trap clowns on the floor
Over done time ta head for the mourge
Pussies in da game get played like bitches
Queers on the other hand get layed in ditches

A lethal weapon is what I'm considered to be
Because I'll merk you, leave you lyin dead in the street
C'mon You cant see and neither can ya boys
Destroy you bitches like some fuckin androids
Either you back down, or clapped down
Fool I aint playin, you see ya boys hit the ground
Gimmie a beat and I'll assassinate you lyrically
Half and hour you and ya mans wanna spit wit me
I can gih you six million ways to leave earth
Just choose one, and me and my mans'll show what its worth
Kindly ask you outta ya ride
Last niggih I asked got miss placed outside
More than three dozen killahz on the creep
No tims or fitted hats just army fatigue
Oh my god, i wanna go on, but I'll save the rest, so holla so long.

Please believe, i'll kill myself to kill you
Quaran shit, I'll leave you black and blue
Red-up and stabbed up, in dan-ger-ous
Slip the key into the ignition and crush you to bloody dust
Try to battle me? Man you must be crazy
Unless you're Em or Nas, you sure as hell can't play me

Venom is what i spit im so sick i can be cured/
When i unleash my anger all you pussies purr/
X-mas just past but i still dont give any mercy/
Yawning at people who step to me,aint worthy/
Ziggin and zaggin past these half ass rappers/
And puttin there shit back where they belong,crappers/

Blazin into the room like im a fukin flame thrower
Crunchin the ground up to shreds just like a lawn mower
Destroying the mic is what i do when i grab it
Eeatin emcees wit my dope rhyme, your punches softer than rabbits
Fuck it, imma explode like a bomb next time you talk shit about me
Grilling you more than George Foreman grills cow meat (beef)

G was the last that I seen...

Highly deadly throwing bombs like QuaterBacks
Interception a defensive attack.
Juggling the grip like jokers with Spheres
Killing opportunities due to agonizing Fears.
Loosing against individuals due to worries
Memories of past hunts skills, Now knocked unconscious to flurries.

Mind boggling puzzlez of life...
Never ending are the strugglez and strife...
Opportunitiez lost people forgotten...
Paper of cost but what I'm seekin' is rotten...
Queens and kings of the past that have died in vain...
Resin from a pipe is all that will be found of my remainz...
Turmoil has taken over and the rain of flamez will devour...
Umbrellaz of hope will be washed away in the shower...

Very much so, i am that nigga from the phi
Why lie, hit em wit the truth u die
Xclaimed nigga hit a bitch, jus to hear him cry
Young Black be the name, reppin the 215
Zzzz...i'm doin shit in my sleep
Awakenin the death, bury niggas six feet deep

Been in the game for a short time but fuck wit more lines and rymes
Coppin less dimes then n harder times, highr n highr my elavatin climbs
Dissin rappers, and those with lip flappers, talkin to fast can't keep track
Everyone cop hers cuz mines the badder, queen of the rb im nvr kept back
Flippin the script, and tryin to empty my cript, makin sure my lip didnt slip
Glad to be apt, my mind gold and platinum dipt, loded wit calibur rhym clip
His or mines, doesn't matter, i got the hard shit that make em all splatter

I don't know nothin but: that i know all...
jacked tha minds of scientists durin tha roll call...
killed tha computers in Japan for bein smarter...
lived on top, took energy, life's became darker...
many resent me but more love me, embrace me...
not cause presently God hugs me but because Satan hate's me...
openly crazy

perfection comes to mind when looking in the mirror
quality attained, making women quiver
really what they want is a taste of the best
sick of settling for less, they need me to caress
to feel complete, but they need to compete
unfortunately, only the best get a taste of my meat!

no mo fucka comes between me and my team
operates with mean faces so ya'll know what we mean
please, leave me alone, nucca i am grown
question my authority and end up lickin chrome
respect my mind in case u ain't heard and it may be for the best
step outta line we'll cave in ya chest

Top of the dome, spittin like its pre written
U-Boats shifting across boarders w/o premission
Visiting unrestricted zones, will they be sunk?
Witness officers of tha sea glazin into their junk
X-rays scan top deck to bottom... sailors calm
Yachts race pass... gun token those star board

Dilate ya eyes after i kill you in ur dream
Everyone sometime has to face up
Forget the boiling water my slaiva emits steam
Helping lost souls at the river styx to cross the stream
Getting sunken by the lochness and his team
I dive away and leave the dead to sink cuz i'm just in it for the creme

Jumpin Gee willickers i'll Jump you fuckin nerds...
killin at will with Verbs...adverbs...fuck it with just words
Loudest herb to ever walk the face of the earth is me
Maybe him or not...but she is where i left my kids beneath
Nest my sperm u see, until u get a fetus in ya chest
Ovulation in your breasts...N i still ain't put my dick to rest....

Penis invested w/ herb, sickness emerge
Questions pop up, 'How many gurls did I serve?'
Restin thoughts, reside reclusive w/ a word
Sights leavin me included voices i once heard
Terror hammers in many forms.. im losin my will
Unicorns gallop w/ wings, i medidate and chill
Villians creepin w/ nines thru my absent mind
Wonderin if i should hush... i think its my time....

x-uberent flow, no opinion theses are the fact
y question it when i spit it like hair stores i'm always on track
zz-is for u sleepers who always slept on me, does this nucca rock
A-absolutely
b easy nigga for i've just begun cause
c always know what the hell ur doing

Dan Da Man just killed this whole cypher
Entered w/ wackness, following it's Peter Piper
Formal speakin aside, aswell swords gripped
Generally slit all lookin fo a spark and off eye lids
Honour yaself?Bids recieved, top dollar to leave
I myself ain't included, got nething up ya sleeve?

jailing mc for whack as verse and spits..
killing kids with less than 100 key clicks..
Losing fools in the black light lost and alone..
making made man call me mini capone..
never once stoping centripal motion never stall
On any given day i grab the and mic and brawl...

Pesimistic bitches think they're not nice
Quick to fuckin realize they are RIGHT!
Rhymes are more than similar sounds
Soiled in them is culture weighted in pounds

Tephlon points seek to open you up like
Umbrellas, then take and fuckin spike- ya
Vertebrea with more hype, but failed like
Waterloo, so keep Quo outta ya site

X-rays show your shattered
Zipped in the black bag - battered
Answering questions - snitches
Bitches, can catch the business

Call up ya chumps, and leave here with lumps
Dump on ya tracks, and piss on what ya bump
Effort isn't real here, just typin what I spit out
Fuck whatcha heard, Quo is kind without a doubt

Grab your damn attention - everybody listen
Homos`ll get slapped and left missin -
In decision - I crack skulls and smack ya'll
Jack of cards and with your blood i'll deck the halls

Kids don't want it, Quo gets blunted - and
Leave them face down holdin their stomach
Mounted and fronted, lets see who runs shit
Never look back, cuz I'll daughter and son it

Obviously I rip herbs and shit nerds
Pit girls and my buddy spits sperm
Quiver germs down your lips - shit
Rip up your clit and then split

Simplistic in my own mind, come and try to
Test. Leave ya with more holes, then plastic vets
Under-estimate me ? Kid you must be crazy
Vets bow down at my feet, basised on daily

With complex paces i`ll leave you starving on basics
X-Rated , and you hate it cuz i leave your thoughts dislocated
You played it - and repeated my steez - please
Zipped up old comics leave your words endin with Z'z

About to concave ya face kid, leave ya babblin
Battlin me is like suicide for manicans
Cuz it just doesn't make sense, and you'll be easy- to
Defeat. Left you unconcious... fo sheezy

Easily eat emcees for breakfast - wreckless
Fuckin rip ya necks - no need for this necklace
Get this, I clap tools and jack fools-
Had to , let you know now. JACK MOVE

I wouldn't want to roll with me personally
Jock my style, is the only way to beat me
Kill a kid, is my motto for the day son
Laugh at ya ass, with more combacks then Fredy vs Jason

Adding to the long list of lives proclaim to be hardknock...
But not seen...hides behind the steel of 16 bars lock...
Control..alt...and deleting to couldnt escape the madness...
Dumb down my skills...made more by keeping the people laughing..
Except for those that hate me...rather see my heart pump tears...
Forgetting the fact that I'm real...but my words expose all fears...

Genetik rapperz blood hiddin deep unda ma fle5h
Homed on the be5t ta put them to a 5pe¢ifik te5t
I reap their korner bowned flowz, pre5hurin more
Ju5tified rapperz to kome on Rap battlez an 5how
Killer attitude ta all theze diffrent krewz, they lo5e
Like a krip that got hiz lip 5plit roken in their bluez

mutha fuckaz hate cuz they aint like me/
niggaz wanna kill me cuz im wat they wanna be/
over all diz shit they must be def son/
punk ass hear dat?click,click dat mean run/
questionz bout my shit? i dont kare/
release yo self from captivity cuz im bout to scare/

Silver gonna drop something played fo godsake
Tilt ya caps boys, ya flinchin before a handsake
Unified numerous aspects, blueprint layed out
Victory;part of tha plan, strode cleared route
Winners circle now, stands placed fo medals
Xavier faced w/ disabilities, but mind ain't feeble

Yeast infections wreck pussies like my intentions,
Zulus ring necks if they have the right connections,
Allow me to produce, my own grand little idea,
Bereft of ill intent, but more deadly than North Korea,
Can't be a dope rapper? try four shots to your knot,
Deadly words spittin from the alphabet cop....(lol)

Exiting the minds of the younger generation,
Freestyling in time to our next contemplation,
Glocks cocked, point blank hitting shotz,
Hangin 40 kidz on the block, runnin vetz on locks,
Intresting exitement from practiced malfunctions,
Jumpin' in to the last and final, brain junction.

Know this, know that, expectations to high//
Lil bit too much stress can make any1 contemplate suicide//
More and more everyday good kids gone crooked//
Niggas being forced to the darkside cuz when it came to life they never understood it//
Only one day at a time can things get fixed...have u ever noticed
People never considered how much we've solved...to throw it all away for violence and cause mankind to de-evolve

Question, Do you know how to incorperate "Reflex" into every line//
Re-enter the void, of ur lyrics and time//
So Hard to comprehend the way i break both mice and men//
Troubled "emcee's" Yeah i must deal with them again//
Underground Records can only go so phar//
Voltage packed teens, still try to compete with a tsar//
Xcmlimations dont need to make my rymez pak a punch//
Zues and roxanne had more story, And unlike these kids, they didnt front//