what i pack is written .. ya raps is bitten im steadily snappin ya ambition
make you lose 'sight' of this battle with your own abstract vision
disturb ya voice! you a mute issue while i stand poignant with a steal poise
classic wit infected hearing? still coming short of making a ill noise
i'm fightin peers .. that scared to spark a flame without any ignition
slice you in a ten fold prism! leave you cut-short like a midget circumision
stab you wit forks from a diner ill bruise you and leave ya wit a fatal angina
cerebal smashed in .. battlin me? you'll get pushed-bak like a loose vagina
blows wit illegal force showing no remorse to scold dreams wit beaten flows
quotin pac and nigga still you got no chance, you gunna get eaten whole *
binnin ya free's you betta sinn me cuz i stay winnin aganist emcee's
i dont know if thats a creative name or just another indian disease
you think you the greatest?...nigga you aint quite foolin me
My verses are so good ya family hired me to write ya eulogie!!!
* - he quotes pac in his sig