spit the naked~truth leave you over~exposed-
wanna see your future then look AT MY eyes while their closed-
i dont get paid for one spit i sell it by the ounce-
dont hate on the fact you broke and mic check bounced-
WORD PERFECT came here for a reason-
to spit hot shit.... im like sunbathing in the shara for three seasons-
at over 300,000 werds my brains-synonymous with a thesaurus by any name- with lines doper than cocaine- so dissen me is like shooting up drano in an arterry instead of a vein-it one in the same-
i break beats with punchlines that need to be supported by a gause-either these rappers recycling my spit or swallowed my backwash-
either way, battlen me you bitches get corked-dissen me is like BINLADEN running for mayor of new york-
watch the planet choke-when i apply pressure and put the earth in the hymlic-bust a freestyle and pop mother nature's hymen-
the biggest question isnt if i am ill... it's why i aint signed-
when i scream in your ear the glue them shut ..my name will foreve echo in the back of your mind-
i aint choose to rap... rappin chose me-to be a cocky dickhead a rape these ovaries-