so strong yo comin up just so i can bomb yo
flee the scene leave ur ass unidentified like a john doe
my songs grow as my flow gets smoother
i dont give a fuck i get ruder with the ruger
man i fooled ya and u still standin there shook
this shit just comes to me i never prepare hooks
i get stares and looks from people's amazement
standin up from chairs clappin it never phases me
it bearly grazes me i just m-i-c it make it count
seemin so fairly i run up and shake the mount
like monte cristo im the count gettin the gold
findin treasure loads so icey i measure the cold
feelin pressure folds so 'blue' that im lookin for 'clues'
then i 'lock ya foot' like im buyin some 'shoes'
u fools aint got nothin kinda like david banner
leave u stuck in canyons i pave it then can ya
i dont give a damn yo i just get at cha man yo
comin out with the halo guns lookin like rambo