ok

"u" aint that "ill" "son", or so your record states
u dont key ur own verse, his techinquess copy and paste

i'll slap illusion down then kick him and flex
im like an NBA ref the way i hit you with techs(teks)

this is a cheap merking like clearance on retail
if i spit serious my lines would stick to your side like obese females

even if u was on an escalator u wouldnt be on the rise
i'll throw you out the window so you wont have to sin when you lie

i jus lit him up and killed him so u can call it a hot crime
knockin Ms.Cleo out is the only way u can drop a hot-line*

*psychic hotline lady