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...