Blah.............
Way to go, I walk to be sarcastic, so he might Explode
Enigmatic grows, he’s all talk though.. Like AM radio
Quick to clap your palms, An signs of ya life seeing yaself `lost'
I'll have u in ‘parallel lines‘.. So your always `being paused'
The word is spoken, for u but the lord don't even care
You think you can roll? ha.. maybe in a wheelchair.....
Pull over, u need to stop.. Look No one’s on ya dick,
Mistake shit... Try to peel a bitch, but ur banana splits ..


License To Kill A Biiittchhh...........
Weather I lose, u know da Win(d)s chose to switch fast
Bitch Trash.. I’ll break ur arms an legs to show ur Four-Cast
I can’t stair, like dykes & gays his traped in his own class,
ya dad & mom had to be bro an sis to release ya ass
U swallow spits, then wait for range shots to drop 4 brain-storms
Against me u want to change ur head.. Kinda like celebrity porn
My punches, flow, everything's at all, an ur noting to me,
I’m no Santa Clause.. but I come at u wid every delivery
Pick yourself up, that's a call without da quick sand
But da 'I' will show that ur time never did stand

Finish Him..
E’s a fag, he follows his reads, an pictures Friends in Playgirl Mags
Want to win bad? I’ll leave u head out like ya in a sleeping-bag..