aight aight fuck it.. im aboutt o audition for this shit. on the real....

i do you old brains in like hannibal lector/
performin brain surgery while u bastard laying on the strecher/
get niggaz on X my lyrics like mardi graz meets the raze(overdose)/
like fat blunts have you niggas goin out in rancid blaze/
cant battle niggaz without a walk in they shoes so i steal they flavs/
after i win R.I.P. i engrave on your flav,then i sit them bitches next to ya grave/
i aint one to fuck with i got *condoms*,
with a strong *head* the only thing yall can do is *grind em*/
ill even battle kuvina whatever that name stand for/
im like brink security meets the ATM my divendends stay in hands SECURE/

jsut a lil taaste lat in the morning