Pawn this cat, he's priceless, for all he has is his liscense// I wouldn't 'chew' on you if your flow tasted of 'trident'// cuz this niggah 'bites' more 'punches' than Mike Tyson// bombz be vioent, wit hollow tip end make ya' eyees widen as you silence// hear the sirens, the winds, trouble be me throwin' to put end// ta' wits end, sparks the wiks end// fuck it, i'll fix it// might 'clean' this niggah up, by why ''Risk' it//(the detergent))Who rocks the top put an itchin' senstion like chiken pocks// this niggahs flow is more stank than sweated out sox//