dynamics, Title Like "Pay Toilets" Cuz we Own This shit.......
we've Blown A Fit...Y'all Couldn't "Rock A Joint" If You "Stoned Your Hits".......
Like A Terrorist we'll Slam Ya Team...we Champs...Y'all are queens......
"damn y'all Mean!!"...we know....But y'all still hop on our nuts like a Tramp~Oline.....
motherfucka...we flow iller den "AIDS"....infested blood circulates.......
y'all might bump into da pearly gates...or trip on ya early grave.....
y'all Dropped in a punch...you pussy herbs is obvious cunts.....
we eat emcees y'all eat up dick like ain't no "OPTION for LUNCH"......
Y'all thoughts are ever dwelling on the punches you throw.....
Now, if only y'all punches, was as good as y'all hoes.....
dynamics far from ordinary...call us "GODLY"...knock y'all earth off~its~axis....
the facts~in~this.......is i'll make ya coffin ya mattress......
Crash through ya shelter.....and burn ya fort with our scortched flows....
Stop spittin!!!....man ya raps couldnt be clickin if y'all spit'em in Morse code....
Listen bitches...ya rhymes is swervin while y'all nervous and reckless......
Only time you servin dynamics is when y'all bringin our breakfast......


HURRY AND DROP Y'ALL SHIT CUDDY!!!