Do ya Hip Or Do ya Hop??
 

i shit get lit, and ready to hit da list//

i got to cheeks for da hatas to kiss//

full of butt crust to your disgust//

i love to play sports da same way i love to spit flows//

i know i aint bad or da m.c of da year wit a no fear//

i come crashing on m.c's who reply with cockiness and stride//

i'm da last ride you take on this deep shallow lake//

Give me time to fill a gallon for da brown stallion//

i don't need a gun or a battallion to hold my back//

check out my wack rymes coming out of my senseless mind//

i care less like girls wit little breast , i know i'm less//

beats dat i listen got me on a second guess fillin out my test//

Mind like Da airport in L.A. Called X, flying out of this dome//

Are da words dat curse evil m.c's dat believe santa is stuck

in da chimeney.// man, how can i stand if i cant land good

verses with out curses, fuck sources and crack heads

dat snatch purses// get a hit off of this page, you stuck

in this cage little birdie// You got a bitch and i got an itch

to scratch using a match to light up your ass with rymes

dat break through glass// take aim at da same game dat

we tend to reign, but not me man, i'm stayin da same//

i don't need to be tuff and ruff on da mic // U be da judge

as i budge through a crack in da back of this world of

hip hop dat don't stop, keep da floor wet, use dis mop

like guns used by a crooked ass cop./ come near me

and get bitten, venom is sinkin deep in your blood veins

plasma drains..// boy, be ready to substaine an immense

pressure as i wait to drop a lecture

i hop...