10-15 lines


Yo i drop bombs of nuclear proportions on mista kool-aid//
battlin me... have ya wishin u taken 15th grade//
unable to stand or withhold my vocabularic dominance//
thinkin ya had a chance.. musta been... deep within a trance//
judgin by what u write u still havent completely recovered//
lyricly unacclaimed be tha pre writtens of ya label cover//
3-4, wel go head an notch anotha//
4-0 well now ya lost ta da atonym of brotha//
wrap ya up in a cacoon.... verse ontoppa verse//
try unwrap ya self, but da intensity... has built ya hearse//
shoulda stayed in school, wish ya played life in reverse//
claimin by ya avatar ya be mista jak da rippa//
but tha only jak ya rippin be da ass of anotha nigga//
its ova now ya been played by CarsonJet//
Fuel leakage leave ya drenched of intoxication resedue full of text//

next//

peace...