i see that its time fa me 2 comeback/
and let my shells make ya lungs apart of ya back/
cause lyrically i stay heavy wit the artillary/
fuck wit me if u want i got more lines like these stashed in the auxiliary/
or just take it 2 tha streets and make u take flight of a building g/
im tha type of emcee u wished and probably damn near kill 2 be/
im now known as Mike_Millz/
got a problem, let tha shells hit ya and keep ya body spinning like them SPREWELL wheels/
or if u anemic put paper cuts all ova ya body/
and give u a torturous death rather than a quick one wit tha shotty/
please sit down, wit ya pencil and pad, and take notes/
tha way u comin at me can only be a joke/
u a real choke artist, wit tha hollow lodged in ya throat/
lets be real when u readin music is the only time u seen a c-note/
if u continue 2 do what u do, ill beat tha shit out of ya ass and make u eat tha street/
leavin u so fucked up that tha next time u piss u would excrete concrete/

holla