Yo, i spit the furious language packed like a sandwich//
The only flow ya know that causes extensive damage//
Cerebral cranium have it injected into ya brain//
You can shove it up ya ass but its just not the same//
I get steamed like a locomotive but more explosive//
My temper tantrums have a habit of leavin' bodies floatin'//
My flow's Roller coastin', but thats just my way to vent//
Thats why when i drop, its an anticepated event//
Crazy to an extent, but it seems to me your more lazy//
Crazier than alley McBeal seein' transparent babys//
Your illusionary ass isn't capable of impossible feats//
Cause ya drops arn't breakin cement streets and concrete//
I'm glazed and diamond dusted, it appears ya flows rusted//
My occupation is slaughterin' bitches like Colonel Mustard//