from cocaine to weed, rappers claim it the same/ take credit for the lost towers like they aim the plains/ tell you the truth, i could blow up the booth/ Blaim it on you, plant evidence and show up with proof/ If lynx not the trueth, raps turning for the worst/When it come to the raps the only thing burning is my verse/ Cuz to my mans i'll probably pass off/ spit at ya clique cuz i feel ya mans soft/ Moneys nothing cuz i see thats insured in my path/ YOu pushin to sell in school, im for more then a half/ More then a laugh, when im done in the booth/ Cuz the only thing that come hotter then my verse is the gun that i shoot/We can do it like the cowboys, who's quicker to draw/livin' it large, our whole crew sicker then ya'lls/ now tell me who's sicker wit barrz/ IF they hear our C.D. first nobodies gon listen to ya'll/ Cuz selling 2 cd's thats major figures to ya'll/ Man i can feel the fire when i step to the mic/ I spit fire in booths ya best weapon is knives/ Learning to be fearlesst hats the biggest lesson in life/ Most theses dudes rapping at me is no danger/ cuz ya'll dudes is sweet, i kno cavities is no stranger/ i moving up scale...all im thinking is back/ Ya'll dudes is not telling the truth in ya'll rhymes ya'll blinking alot/ all you need to kno is that name lynx. and im hot