I'll start this out slow and then speed up the track
Have you convulsing like you jus sniffed a line of Anthrax/
My lyrics are sharp and straight to da point fool
They'll leave ya trippin worse than a 3rd grader sniffin glue/
Actually, 1 line is all I need, to beat this wannabe MC
Naturally, he tryin hard to feed, off my flow to meet his needs/
1 Line Is Never Enough Remember that when you feelin tough
You're rhyme aint shit I'll roll up my cuffs, and take ya out like the garbage pick up