keyin shit up knockin this rust off....if you dont get tha wordplay dont ask what's that mean.....


perfection forced.. words spit hard like dry heven an a erection...
detection voice is hoarsed feels good like a lovin effection...
steady on tha hustle fear plays a part show a lil muscle...
if i get caught up ina ruffel sum shoulders i gotta rustle...
like biggy it's the everyday struggle paper quenches the thirst...
forever on the humble prayin my bubble catches a ear an burst's...
record labels? i'm gettin jerked on the verge i'm comin i got the erge....
lyrics wrote on broken tabels paper an passion emerge to publicly submerge...
outspoken like passion of the christ sin's.. like only right hands an test tubes deliver life
rock an rap mashin releasin court dated rage like "jay z" uplifted that knife...