Stupid bitches get split like a fork in the road
Though they claimin they hardcore still cryin like hos
Underground sound collapse ya cranial mind structure
Veterans begin battle with sharp words like accupuncture
Wishin these hos would spit with marvelous flows
Xray diffractions cause distraction of they actions so
Zone in on these cat who spit with no facts and don't grow

A Flow As Bad As That, Man Go To The Center...
Bitch Couldn't Rap, Even If Chrit Was His Mentor...
Cats Droppin 7 Lines When The Rules Say 6...
Diallo Needs To Practice His Shit, Instead Of On Dicks...
Every Herb In Here Heard Me Rap And They Learn...
For You, All You Know Is Dick, Suck, Blow, Sperm...

Grand lyrical wizardy producing
Hypnotic waves of metaphoric imagery
Invading opponents minds profeciently
Jouels*...Just a measure of my enlightened Structure
Knight of The Verbal vocally Charged* poetic scripture
Loquaciously Advanced... Crushing Whiny Herbs like grapes in the vineyards of France...

Mediocracy, Still lives in the minds of these p0sers...
Neatly snapped back to place, By the arms of there owners...
Owing there saviour to there "Higher being"
Protecting themselves from obvious "Higher meaning"
Question your mentality because mine is doubling by the second...
Retorical questions are just another device, another weapon...

Smoking n choking, puffing n blowing
To surrender? never! juz gotta keep on growing
Under nobody, can only trust ma self
Vanishing faith in friendships help
With or without? fuck i'll go without
X-ray like vision so erase da doubt

-1-

Yes, I am Egotistical, Yeah im the queen...
Zonical is how i trip ya mouth, like the Christian Council on obsene...
Always imma fuckin be around...Beat that in the ground...
Bi-polar diagnosed....But i wont be upset by sound...
Creativly, Imma crush you f00lz 5 by 5...
Dig ya own grave to die...bury you alive...

Everyday I wake up to the same old shit
Fuckin wife under the covers suckin my dick
"Get off me bitch, I gotta go to work"
Her ass starts cryin N calls me a jerk
I slap the bitch, keep it up & death's ya outcome
Just like Snoop did to that bitch on his album

Krucify you like the Klu Klux Klan...
Likewise, If your black, White or Asian...These kids still spam...
Manage to adapt my rymez to any situation...
Neither open mic or Real life, this is a phorum contemplation...
Opresion destroys you eventualy it just eats through you...
Presentations are on the shelf, and ill take you to old sckool...

questionable mother fucker/ these bitches who im killin
reinvented the way these niggaz guts are spillin
shootin at niggaz that r just standin there chilln/hi blowin smoke rings at da fukin cellin
token behind the tree/ smokin alot weed/ n plantin alota seed/
u neva gunna b/ a fuckin emcee/ rappin like jay-z/or clown possie
victory is what i cee/ an mc is what i am/ i may b white but i beat u... damn

Way beond good I come through flowin..
Xing off other men caught still blowin..
Yankin off heads and leavin them still bloody..
Zingin other rhymes and leavin people cruddy..
Already knowin, I'm the best there is left..
Becomin the most polished like the robber on a theft..

CAPITAL BLACK'S on the mic, and i spit that fire
Did shit, that niggas hope to do, when they retire
Endless amount of talent, when i step to the mic
Fire and brimstone will be heard, cuz my shit is tight
Genuine, it's all foreal, the two senses that i need, dawg
Hearin tough ass lyrics, but can't be seen thru the fog

I Could Out-Rap You If I Gave You A Dictionary...
Just Keep Spittin Is What I Do, Cause They Bury...
Kids Like You, Dont Stand A Change Against NJectionz...
Loving Every Minute I Diss You, Giving You Rap NFectionz...
Man, I Would Spit More But Its 6 Lines Minimum...
Nigga You Hungry For More Dissin, Well, Come Get Some...

Origionality you lack, so much time you've wasted//
Preparing to speak, more feeble-minded, gay shit//
Quit now, you can't grasp these implacable rhymes//
Realisticly weak, sending shivers down your spine//
Simplistic mind frame, diminutive, through idiosyncrasies//
Thoughts must be crafted by childish tendencies//
Uniquness is hard to find, re-evaluate the process//
Vivid thought process dence, and my scheme, relentless//

What A Moron, Cant Even Read The Rules Right...
Xtremely Rip Your Spit To Shreds, Without A Fight...
You Cant Spit So Why Bother Us With Your Wack Shit...
Zoning In On Your Rhymes, Thinkin Bout What Im Gonna Spit...
Asshole Uses Multis In An Alphabet Chyper...
Boys Rhymes Suck, Just Like Michelle Pheifer...

Can't touch this cause I hammer Mcs
Dun mess with me skill wise or lyrically
Everyone will soon see how ill I can be
Find out I spit shit comes from me spiritually
Got ya neck breakin it cause 'murder cats like you
Have ya by ya throat and I'll rip right through