Gone Head And Join The Cypher
 

HITTIN MO SHOTS THEN NBA / SLAP YOU IN THA NECK CAUSE IT GOES THAT WAY /

what the fuk is this cypher about, you spit unproductively like you had you unfertile nuts in ya mouth//lol

nuts in tha mouth with sluts in tha house, i run it and what?
kick you in kidney so hard, you actually stomach ya gut
ya'll mothafucka's aint on tha level my mind and pens with
they tried decyphering my raps but my rhymes genetic
your times pathetic, i'll take ya crown and grind ya hands
when i daps, shatter your bones and turn ya spine to sand
im lethal, this vet is a crude your dead if i lose
'cause me and illness go together like eggs in a womb

fucker... and what?

Why u writing some books, this just a cypher you bitch//
You cant escape from your avy, til your window is fixed//

your wack and your stopped i sit and laugh at your talk
my spit holds you, look, i got you trapped in a box
rap if your hot, not, i know im facin' a looser
so i'll push you back-to-the-past, have you facin' tha future
you can't beat me, ask around, they all know im a veteran nigga
you just mad cuz its true, and im too young to buy liquor
so im better than you, breathin' my friend? beatin' ya dead
im so far ahead of time, im waitin' for it, just to leave it again

im better than you