Aiyo illestkilla got problems sprayin his heat/
but thats alright, because i am the answer A.C/

if ya fat got that lyrical sword ready to cut you some slack/
fuck a picture, your the definition of whack/

I stay crazy, flowin like water at some times/
Compare me to an Oasis, A treasure of punchlines/

My rhymes will quickly turn this to drying "beef"/
Your cummin out dry, like you was "jerk"in ya "meat"/(beef Jerky=Dried meat)

Craziness, ya nervous so your'e rappin so quick/
Brought ya girl wit me, cuz I showed her how to "spit"/

The house is painted red, but you claim you a crip/
ya girl hates ya dick, and ya rhymes, cuz she spit against them quick/

Unnoticeably the upset of the month/
don't put this as cover story, cuz i don't want this kid to "front"/

You don't make sense, cuz killas is not ill/
but then again,i never thought i'd see a man, who said unicorns are real

Havin you disappear, anonymously like a magical trick/
Your shit wouldn't be ill, if X-Lax was makin you sick/

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Only God can judge me, Who THE FUCK IS YOU?!