dedicated to 'lil crane' cuz i heard he was talkin' shit

yo, you you couldn't hit me if you had a scope an a hype dis........
my verbal barrage will leave ya mic lifeless, it's like this.......
my camouflage's too green for me to be seen or even smelled on the scene....
my elapse can glide like the reebok slide my foray into brains causes style's to upgrade, my hype slams give you somethin' to emulate you couldn't drop like me if you recorded my malady an played it back into the mic for the crowd to see......
compatible illuminate mics, i know it's not right but the virgin mary wasn't even this tight......
on the night when your parents decided to try for an mc your pops lubed up your moms with my verbal spree.......
little did they know they were birthin' common breed, your moms tried to douche but it was too late you see......
9 months latta you popped out all malformed, they thought you was special but your faux pas was inborn......
compatible affected you from the day you was born he made you wack from the womb just so you could labor the storm and end up gettin' torn apart in this open mic forum......