Yo One If I Pack Chrome Does It Mean A Gat Or A Microphone?//
You The Last To Reach The Psychozone I Suggest You Leave Your Rifle At Home//
Your Fido Phone's Wired Holmes So Go Try To Find Some Time Alone//
Or Become Flatlined Like Wack Rhymes Or Even A Dialtone//
Im The Wild One Who's Styles Done Basically To Perfection//
When My Words Connectin N Verb Selectin It Converts To Murder Weapons//
So Rar Alert Ya Senses Your Like Striker In Clockers - Workin The Benches//
Im Emergin Relentless An Hurtin Ya Chances At Reversin This Damage//
I HEard Your Reppin But Everytime I Pass Through U An Ure Herd Keep Steppin//
I Guess U learned Ya Lesson Im A Warrior Ya Turfs In My Possession//
I specialize In 187's an My paragraphs A Page Of Tight Thoughts//
I Keep Comin BAck N Frightening U Off But I still Dont Know What the UFKAY Is Writers Block//
Smokin HerbS Like U? I Tried to Stop But My SItes Always Chinky Eyed Not Even Oriental//
I Was Born With THis potential Got More To send You Directly Into Ya Mental//
Look At My Credentials U a Liar sorry I Got To tell The TRuth//
Ive Heard It All Before Im a Human Telephone Booth//
An When My Verbal Gun Pops It Atops All Action Like A Goal In One Shot//
An TRAVEZTY Servin Ya Like Tennis I Cause More Racket Than Dunlops//

AIIGHT LET THE VOTES BEGIN

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