i cough up nothing but critical cracked up coffins/ and on the often/ when i be dropping nothing less then the dopest, underground, ghetto type comments!/ so call me/ the definition of darkness/ sparking splifs/ or high as a blimp/ when i'm on the shit/ then flip to a twisted and tangled angle/ as my lyrics begin to enter your mind and entangle/ STRANGLE! / less then my level mc's!/ i drown them out with ease! / for the simple fact/ i'm the 1 who utilizes the portible guillotine/ obscene when i hit the scene/ 360 degrees of a heated up g!/ treacherous methods of playing your team/ critically calibrated son of a b!/ massace rapping midevil thieve/ stay stuck in the game/ til the day they make young - bleed!/ steadily ready, always ammasing my cheese/ gone in the wind/ cuz i flow like the breeze/ shake ya, and break ya/ all the way down to your knees/ so knuckle or buckle cuz i'm bout to put your body to ease/