prospect the defenition of greatness,
mc mutilation thats the reason you hate this,
the signs pont to me if u cant see where ya fate is,
dare any rapper to come and degrate this,
my rhymes aint full of bliss, and dont get me pissed,
or i'll dr.dre and smack a bitch,
there aint no cure for the sickness,
im the best in this business, god as my witness,
for all ya pretenders, quit ya fakin,
and for all u haters, quit ya hatin,
unleash the lyrical beast of the east,
im the son of satan, and ill feast on mcs
who frusturate my patience,
a bitches biggest temptation,
u pissed me off, so i got ya bones in my basement,
dont tick me off, i got machedes stashed ready to slash like jason,
and dont lean to close when u shootin like my mason,
cuz the fo five always willin to meet ya face n,
unknown prospect the name aint none replacin,
in this lyrical wrath aint none escapin,
so get ya ass ready for a lyrical rapin....