yo, these thoughts in my mind got me thinkn im a killa//video tape my battles, my vocals put mo dead ppl on video than micheal jacksons thrilla//when i spit i try to bring hot shit wit every bar i drop//when i spit im tryn to get a royalty check so i can put chrome feet on my drop//im in this game like lebron james//i went to riches and fame without even battlen my name//i reticulate triggas like a python//tha same niggas thats hate'n liven in a funeral home wit they life gone//expect tha unecpected ill rap til my lifes gone//im tryn to make fame on this site//my mind send fire to my fingers so i see flames when i write//


ya thats str8 from the dome, if u feeln it holla back at ur boi