Wana Start A Rumble?
 

Take control of your body and soul//

Gravity pulls hate, shifting tectonic plate//

Shakes da terrain of monkeys wit half of their brain//

Who wana rumble to get cracked, and then kidnapped//

I ain't dat good but i aint dat bad to hold da m.i.c tightly//

I flow light heavywieght rate; dont matter much so bite me//

All da m.c's dat read my threads get respected enough said//

Carebear wit a pot leaf on da chest shining it to all da rest//

West, north, east, and south get da fuck up and guess//

All you so called m.c's dat flow wit da air breeze passed a

test/ " What a mess that has been undressed, you ask me

nothing more and nothing less, i submerge like da lock

ness monster and take you ta dinner at reb lobster//

Get treated like a bitch and then raped left, cold, and bounded

in a ditch/" This voice of mine is at a high pitch talking shit

behind close doors, and moppin floors wit all of these wack

m.c's acting in da camera/" Mad flow desease has infected

da nervous system dat got rythem and stamina//

Pull together by chemical bonds, kenetically realising

my energy so i leave yall with a crap layed in this track

so i'll be waiting for all da biatches to talk shit quick