Hay yo..........



Battlin is a wrong “choice”, My Rhymes get in ya head like a Q-tip Incision/
Quickly causin your Brain to “Russell” ceasin this “Executives Decision”/
Fuckin Faggot, claimin superiority and the fact your style shines bright/
Your walkin a fine line so I’ll Do Like Your Name and Hide Your Light/
You aint shit I’ll merk ya in battle and leave it for your people to find it/
Executives? How Ya gonna beat me when your Leaders “Feeble Minded”/
Come on now, step back and watch yourself cause I attack in full/
You couldn’t be a “star on the map” even if you live in the nations’ capital/
Drop this fool, in his way like an obstacle snatchin the mike when u hold it/
Hope bitch , but like the guy in your sig u’ll end up dead wit ur arms folded/


Blah……post up mo’ fugga