bombz....

first of i beg ta differ wit ya select decision ta front in the basic lines, nigga wheres ur mind?//
we called out in elite, get it right, u bout to feel my 6th sense, i cut out at u like 'signs'//


ok...yo chek it
bombz...set to destroy an amount of damage so needed measured in chemical quantity//
problem b..g..im an element, chemical's be my specialty//
i toil wit ya twined up coil ta diffuse ya at a false feed//
rollin naw, could come at me lazy, maybe, witta bag a weed an hennesy//
still ya feelin versely stress from me, CJ, to harsh for 5-3's i switch out an point out all ya negativity's//
reverse tha speed, in yo case fasten yo seat belts, spits so hard ima leave welts//
come ginsu witta ninja finna stab u witta pencil, oooh dis shit be so suspensfull//
couldnt trace me witta stencil, i drop bak in shadows waitin for prime oppertuntity//
no reason tho...u already be a lyrikal joke to ya whole community//
spooned from birth born to the slut whore of the street, city, an state//
left off in dark ally raped, an ceram wrapped, rappin mus be ya fate//
pretty bad situation fo a nigga not a baby, g its tru dis happened at age 8 still residin in da milk crate//
cannon ball's only way ur ryhmes flow be off niagra falls//
en-trapped between dese steep rap walls, stop frontin wit CJ, time to get ur ride to the mall//
i drop ya a dime an two nickels, make sure ta give ya mom's a call//
betta yet, jus leave a message on my PC, right now da bitch is on my balls//.....

next//....