ight cuz

ayo im to hot to be held lika hot potata-ill peel ya hata/
lyrically spray ya-readin my lines have ya breatin harda then darth vada//

im BEATIN this cat so bad- accapella got ya speakers THUMPIN/
cut ya up wit SPURS- from bass KICKS- boomin on ya like TIM DUNCAN//

son get ya mind right-ur rhymes tight-fa i put ya ass to sleep an im not talkin bout fa da night/
press rewind-cause if GOD CAME IN YA MOUTH-u still couldn't SPIT LIFE//

my due been ENROLLED-judgement is POOR-U CANT HARM ME/
CHEAP battle fatigues-i knew u was a soldier-hahaha in da SALVATION ARMY//

but u could never have hots flows even if u shit tabasco sauce\
put da pump to da back ya head then u have hot spits-fuck ya face wit mah sausage givin ya food fa thought//

put me in da spot light-gimme a mic-an i land mo punches then a roy jones fight/
i battle fa spite-long fa blood obey my thurst like sprite- i shine bright, sean paul cant GIMME DA LIGHT//

the boi young is freezen-shit im colder than sierra mist/
only time cyphilaids got BURNIN FLOW is when he takes a piss//

this my matrix-times wastin- so quit all da fuckin hatin/
.44 in ya face an-wild west blazin-closed casket....WHY young springs erased em...............