AYO'TASTE THE NEW NEKTA/
AS I SPIT RAW TEXTURE/
BLAZE YUR SEKTOR/
IT MIGHT VEX YA'/
BUT WHEN I TEST YA'/
HAVE YU LAYED OUT ONNA STRETCHA/
HOT AND STEAMIN /
LIKE WILLIE BEAMON/
ME HANDIN OVER THE MIC IS LIKE LYRIKAL TREASON/
PUNISHABLE BY DEATH AND BLEEDIN/
AND I REFUSE TO BE EATIN/
SO I PICK UP THE MIC AND DEKLARE AN OPEN SEASON/
ON ALL THE OPPOSTION/
HATIN FOR LAK OF VISION/
KREATIN AND KAUSIN FRIKTION/
I BLAZE YUR BOMB MISSION/
REVERSE YA' HATA INTENTIONS/
AND LEAVE YU IN INKREDIBLE DISPOSITION/
I RIP MICS/
WHEN I SPIT NISE/
FLIP DISE/
BREAK YUR POCKETS AND SNATCH YUR ICE/
AND IT GOES JUS LIKE DAT/
GET DOE HIT HOES AND SPIT FLOWS TIL MY LUNGZ KOLLAPSE/
ME AND MY NIGGAZ DO DRIVE BY'S WIT OUT STRAPS/
JUS SNATCH YU UP SWING YU AROUND AND BREAK YUR BACK/
WE DA' INVINSABLE ENTERA'GE/
IN INVISABLE CAMOFLAGE/
HIDIN IN THA BUSHES READY TO SET IT OFF/
SO WHO WANT IT WIT US/
WE KWICK TO BUS'/
LIKE PRE-MATURE EJAKULATION WHEN YU NUT/
OPPOSITIONAL VIKTORY IS IMPOSSIBLE/
VERB SKILLZ PHENOMINOL/
WATCH HOW I SPIT AT YU DESTROYS YUR OPTIKALS/
I AM THE UNTOPPABLE/