A Lot Of Tournys And Leagues To Deal With . . So, Lets Just Get This Out Of Way.


. . 2-3 Weeks, I`ll Be Champ.

Kid…You Don’t Stop Shit, When I Spot Clicks My Glock Spits
Key To Success? Not After I Pound All Your Local Locksmiths
Rocket You Cock Bitch, Just Need To Remember The Heavens
You A Tower Of Strength?
…Well, Watch Me Change This Date Back To September 11th
I’ll Sever Your Lenses; You Cant Say Your Spitting The Truth
Two Sides To Every Story..
When Your Part Came On, I Put The Television On Mute
Don’t Even Listen To You, So Junior - Better Grab His Cock
Like Comedy Central Brokers, I’ll Make Him A Laughing Stock
Pass The Rock; He Needs To Score, Who’s The Whore Now?
I Left You Stood Corrected For So Long, Your Shoes Wore Out
It’s Fourth Down – Three Yards To Go, And Your Telling Me
Hell, Kid Couldn’t Spell Disaster, In A Tragedy Spelling B
Give You A Buck Fifty Sissy - I Stay….Spitting Hot Faster
Broke Styles? You Named Yourself After A Poor Lox Rapper.
For All Those Menaces, Let Me Come And End My Sentences
And Watch How I Smash Styles Into 16 Bits Like Sega Genesis