wtf bitch check dis:
the microphone,im stingy with it
youll need a legion of angels with vice grips to hear me rip shit.
if you wanted a heavywieght, makes ya cypher pay the cost.
and any nigguh under a thousand pounds is getting tossed.
believe what you want to believe, from the bible to astrology.
but when i step into the cypher 'rappers' start practising optometry.
immuning humans with a percentage to go about with this.
so come at me with mathematics, and ill hit that ass with advanced calculus.
NONE of you niggaz are tight on the mic device with lame minds.
ill blow you out with the same line,with the same rhyme at the same time.
you could be einstien to the 9th power, im still checkin you when.
ill take you out, even if my IQ was negative ten.
correcting you in, you wish you were challenged up in this mind bout.
and just to be fare, ima let you get your first fifty rhymes out.
i hold the mic, you and your prototype when motor strikes.
sorta like some motherfuckers who say they own the right to bite.
who think they better than this, holding rhymes in like a fart,KID LET HER RIP.
ive got a brain in my ass, and of course i drop the clever shit.