Ayo' my style like christ, wit da word play//
they killed me twice, but I still rose on da third day//(record is 1-2)
I'm hot you couldnt question dat witta survey//
I'mma evil nigha, I'll prolly die in da worse way//
fall offa cliff and plunge straight in da ground//
but when ever I'm found, still holdin da crown//
spit sick rapbattle death all da way down//
listeners kant help but likin my sound//
ask any body I'm da nicest around//
I leave da cypher like an Englishman, collectin my pounds//