for all u niggas who like multis:

Here I am again, wit a thought formulatin'/
In my cerebral circulation I start concentratin'/
On obtainin' a new precedent, which style to represent/
Thinking of rhymes that'll cause comotion, and malcontent/
I put the mic to my mouth, forget my troubles/
And I spit complex words, I speak fast as doubles/

Diff style:
i spit multies like i spit clips of of an uzi-ur shit cant move me/
im sick in head/haitors better off feelin da hollow point lead/
but instead-they betta off red/aka Dead/
hood rats- get capped/ Ho's get slaped/
like Eminem "no ones iller den me"/ima G/
ima P.I.M.P/i got yo ho' holloring/
i got u dolloring'/following/consoling is what u need when im done/
im fuckin a cerebral assasin-fuckin wit me u asking/
to get shot up-doin that im askin to get locked up/
ur gon get "glocked up"-ur block gon get "blocked up"/
u rock dick-i unlock shit/i got "pac spit"/
u got a rocket sent straight at ur optick/
dun "mock dis" or ull get mocked trick/
WHAT MOTHA FUCKAS
HoLLa