damn u took so long i thought u got offline but peep it


i take rap serious so its nothin to murk an disperse you...
ya pressence is pitch black so u cant hang around like u had a curfew
catch feelins and ya last memory will be all over ya tims...
i aint R-Kelly but my finger clap kids an destroy all ya family tree limbs
this dude as lame as his av jockin the matrix wit a glitch...
Prodigy stay sweatin on the next nigga nuts somethin like a jock itch
ya name be bedtime... u always postin tired bars on loan...
only takes me 3 seconds on the key( keyboard )to get u out the zone
so when i put ya in a box an ya friend an u packed...
no Reincarnation i used proper postage so God aint sendin u back


the fuck outta hear nigga

fall back