I'ma make this "Quik" and easy
I'm "Spit"in flows so greasy
I'll make you say a "7" word "curse" before and after you see me
From the East to "west" even if your wearing a vest
they'll cold find you dead wit a crowbar dug in your chest
my "set" don't "trip" when MC's we rip
leave U lookin like "Scarface" when I blast your shit
I'm a "lyrical assassin" "MC Sniper"
murder your whole crew during a cypher
"Illmatic" as I "scorch" the microphone
Must've been trippin out cuz You left your girl home alone
Gangsta like Al Kapone but through your telephone wires
I get higher than Styles P standing
on top the building called EMPIRE

iF u AINT NOTICE I USED YOUR CREWS NAMES