ok T.C.K...nice free posting....

fuck this shit, i'll come again, spit another few lines
i don't care if it counts, son you run out of time
step to me, i'll bust a cap with my lyrical nine
break you into 5 pieces like 50 cent into dimes
you still a little league spitters but bust like you got a promotions I’m still tha head knock, ain’t been touched in an off-tha-head drop
Leave you sayin “maybe next year” every time like tha Boston Red Sox
Becuz I “yank-these” Braves from New York down to Atlanta
You toss stones at these amateurs but not bold enough to throw tha hammer
My way, I spray diligently on these spilling, killing sprees
Couldn’t burn my style if you multiplied yours by a million degrees
Seriously, I cast out devils but I’m killing emcees
(Literally), from Boys to Men I have em’ all “On Bended Knee”
And extend tha fee to a larger degree when you plan to rap son
Cuz if you throw punchlines my way you gonna definitely “pay” for that one