Listen, 4 yrs long Cypher came ill./
The flow of these online cats cant move a crowd, like they phrases were born still./
U want beef then bring it to the grill./
I got flows so cold they'll make demons in hell catch a chill./
I rap fire and spit flames./
Cats go back and retire, meanwhile I shit on they names./
These cats talk so much shit it puts a stink on dudes mind frames./
Your mama and your sister give me so much head my dick is playin mind games./
I split more skulls than migraines./
Try to watch my mouth, but give myself eye strain./
my sick rhymes are real, not Dr. Sues./
Half these fakes couldn't claim to be ill wit a doctor's excuse./

let's see what y'all got.......


The time is now.-Nas (One Mic)