contemporary american thug poet, spit so fast da mods tellin me 30 second befo i can show it...
you about to blow it cuz i'ma mow it and chop down yo rhymes so i can flow it...
my rhymes so hot again you couldnt win if yo was stealin battle documents from eminem...
then again if you sucked him off and battled me twice at once, i'd roll you both up and smoke you like PHILLY blunts...
enygma realize my rhymes are lyricall enyma's, leave ya shitten on ya self spit a hex on ya...

by a dictionary, spit every rhyme you aint standin my itinterary, you comitten hari kari cuz my rhymes like halloween just so fuckin scary...