peep da raw side of me when i chant sounds/
blasts whimps til you past tense (tents) like walking through camp grounds/
bash ya mic then take my skill and crash the site/
ya verse was pointless and boring like widower's wife/
ya personals sucked and you had no metha's so take notes on a real verse like a secretary/
battling on rb? i'm like puttin milk on a cliff i'm always ledge-n-dairy/
DEVA'S like a pound of weed he will never be dope/(cocaine)
the situation your in now is similar to a prisoner droppin da soap/
your missing your skills i'm revealing da real your brittle with will/
be riddled with ill lyrical leprosy ya skin will be peeling for real ~1~