King of Thievez:

inscriptionz are written...
through my depiction of diction...
I put in work through description...
of all my hurts and inflictionz...
all the fearz that I've had...
all the fearz that I've lost...
reminisce on all the tearz when I'm sad...
for all the peerz that I've lost...
although some people may love...
some people may hate...
only trialz of diseasez and blood...
is make people so great...
for the cost of my progress...
many friendz I've lost in the process...
stuck between the rock and the hard place...
kinda like being lost in an Ozfest...
this is more than a verse...
when all the nounz and verbz are handwritten...
to me it's worth more than the Earth...
these ain't just lyrics, their wordz of ambition...

-Technician-

Not bad, theres not much that break the sequence of my pen & pad
My mind gets sad, whenever I think of the friends I used to have.....
They were more genuine, authentic like my style a true gentlemen..
An entrepranuar settles in, his voice & beats is what he's peddalin!
Get ready kids!, steady hits of punchlines come from heavy fists...
Let the led be missed, unless it's the # 2 pencil that's adressin it
We dont need violence we need escape, truth is I bleed for my faith...
Never silenced thas the tail of the tape!, a booth = my feet in thier place!
I've got the talent but what about exposure?, the streets come closer
Emcees think they're competition but I can burn them like a toaster...
It's with ease that I son these herbs, please...they heed my verbs...
Take action as warnings and I barely lift a finger this shit is obserd!
Blurred is my vision, it wouldn't be a lie if I said I hurry'd this mission...
Always learn your position, if you need help read our Words of Ambition