dukes leavin u non- lyrically blessed/ sendin 10 shots to your chest/ one more then 50 had to digest, but this time its your turn/
but one more will make your heart burn/
yearnin for the returnin of insertion/
but aint no comin back or turnin thats for certain/
were both 0-0 but wat im blurtin may get me a willin win/
Im killin just to get the feelin i'm iller/
my rhymes got u spinnin like michael jackson in thriller/
gimme a miller n its case closed end of discussion/ i blew this emcee up like a spontaneous combustion/