Juss flowin
 

Yo my tech-spits, are reckless, but more less relentless/
I'ma leave mc's defenseless, leg and armless, and also headless/
I'm not one to be be mess wit, because I'ma verbal spit-specialist/
I can kill a lyricist wit unwritted spits, and tap into ya mine cause I'ma spittin mentalist/
I drop flows, frees, hot lines, wit my ill-spitted tech-rhyme/
The flows I drop, are sick, nasty, and are damn near divine/
I'm in rappin for the fun of it, not the 9, techs, nor the bull-sh*t crimes/
I juss wanna rhyme good, nice, I mean god damn great/
I wanna be well respected, because my raps are gettin better ina very divine rate/
But I cant judge what will happen, what I'll do, I juss gotta leave if up to my peers and also my rappin lifes fate/
I wanna have my name heard, so i can getta deal and get myself a break/
Matta of fact u*ck it, I dont wanna deal, I juss wanna be known for raw lyrical skill/
I aint scared to battle anyone, I have no hesitations/
I'm use my lyrical abilities, to set up your battlin assassination/
And If you think I'm playin, take a good look/
Cause once I'm done beatin you, you wont kno anybody you facin/

Yo I'm feelin it cuz. Jess work on yo structure a lil. Hallor

ay that was kinda hot. go drop a verse and tryout for p.o.w.