screw flowin to a beat ill juss -say it straight-/
juss nod ya head,give a smile and -obey it,great-/
now that i got u listn'in/this is your christn'n/
u couldnt carry a fuckin beat even if u was whistlin'/
im instagatin' and shit its ok/ill make a getaway,in a bronco like OJ/
and flee the crime scene/your face is all lime green/
your gettin sick and throwin up from my vocal tim-ing/
im grind-ing gettn down and dirty with my nine/
-untitled- likes to cypher ,but with us, shit thats fine/
and dandy,comes in handy,/when we wanna tear em up/
-untitled- look at the clues they cant be clear enough/
can you fit the picture?if not ill flip your fixture/
combine all my ingredients and whip the perfect mixture/
so i can bake sum cookies/that say lookie-lookie/
this cats fuckin whack ,hes a mothafuckn rookie/