.::Time To Trick::.

You cant relax, wins for your are in the past, my rhymes are so vast... watch how my punches hit chrit//1
He spits with a lisp, my verbal assault got him on his knee's sucking TriX dick;//2
I'll ripp you with anything I see fit...chrit throws borefest like he's the facial expressions on the Adams Family kids..//3
He's flippin out like he's the Burger and im the King//4
Welcome to class chrit your the learner..first lesson you already failed..dont forget to bring your Mic to the Ring//5
Watch how I bring your whole regime down, its easy cus you spit with no sound..//6
Your better off burrying this kids dome in the ground; cus theres nothing left//7
Lyriks i spit your crave, so I braught my anti-rhyme-theft,
I'll lay you in your own grave, its where you'll forever sit//8
To be a perfectionist; you have to be perfect yourself//9
How are you perfect with 7 losses, you'll never win man..just hanging it up on the shelf of emcee's never felts//10

Whew..finally got my comp up..Good Luck!!