-T-T-T-T Unit How original......
Aight.....
Spittin at Velocity T-Im glad you crossed My Path/
Verbal Ferocity-Nigga now u gon feel My Wrath/

I'll Disband ya "Unit" and Lynch em' horrifically On Tree's/
Nigga I prey on Herbs and Manipulate Ya verbs and stash em in Creeks/

Destroy ya Morality Coz on the battlefield U gon Feel Heat/
My Skill Arouses more Suspicion then a plane wit a Sikh*/

Dispatch Lyrical Abrasion's Enforce T's Bones to Splinter/
My Flow's are Colder-Than Moscow-In Winter/

T-unit ya just not Original ya Rhymes definetly Needin "Tuning"*
Rip out this Cats Windpipe-You can see it its ya Fate Looming
Not at my Best-Quicky....
*Sikh=as in a arab on a plane
*Tuning=his name TUnIt looks like tune-it get it?