grindaz//im the king im your heiness//anything u can think of// im prolly the king of// like crunk music and lil john is//playa i promise// u can search but wont find it// a rhyme that is sicka than my rhyme is//theres no mind thats ahead of where my mind is/ so tell yo mind to get in line and stand behind his//put it on ya mind kids//my lyrics bring violence//so please dont try this//cuz im the rap messiah i was bound to come/ mistletoe from da grip kiss da tip of da gun//the question is how many hang w. me but the answer is eeeeer none//hand gun//in my hand once//w. a ransom//damn son what u done done??//click clack clap one/slicks back gats come//w.scopes 4 ya head//miss with the heata spit a rhyme and ya bitch ass is still dead//