Jamal Abdul Narcel on this most recent misson/
makin it virturally impossible for yall to breathe or listen/
like an officers brief vision of his death, in a deep position/
with a knife in his thighs, give you a feelin you made a weak decision/
in this rap game i'm like O.J. and other creep forgiven/
these sort of rhymes i scream EXCLUSIVE without Clues permission/
kill you vocabulary without usin any euthanisms/
make you dread the endless time regardless of your crews religion/
my knowledge get on your nerves like genetic wisdom/
and crime funded schemes my mind run like headless chickens/
decapitatin hip hop heads, its a short day/
cuz when i Parish like Smith, i'll be missed like my court dates/
if i show off course late like Lettermen, you dummies are stressed like a crash course/
circle my prey like the Art of Death task force/
listen to my words, guarenteed i'm one of the new school leaders/
blazing lines like pyromaniac coke dealers....

Representing The 9th Majesty, comin soon...