Blac Haze, dogg, you should have neva come out the closet,
fuckin around with plz.B.leave your mind you definetely lost it, the lines... you've crossed it/
bout to show you the repercussions of fuckin with a true lyricist,
seriously you cant be serious have you lost ya mind or gone dilerious???/
i know you fearin and hearin this furious flow that'll leave you in a puddle of red,
right after i drop top ya forehead, wont stop buckin until theres more dead/
ya whole team i'm splittin spleens, your rhyme scheme is like soul food with out the corn bread/
i was born and bred to be the best, dump bodies in riveens it seems that nothin less will come out of this test/
1 more dead emcee that couldnt quite see the unseen,
crept into sons dream, i might spare this cat if son comes clean/
sike!!!... theres soo much excitement of lookin into ya eyes watchin U watch Me type this,
composition,
if you was my son you Still couldnt follow in my likeness i'm the nicest/
emcee on the scene wont stop squeezin till my clips empty dont envy,
envious ones get hit whether your friendly or enemy........