Ayo, check it
My word is verbs, spoken in tongues, not heard
A sudden word that hurts, or a metaphor I blurt
Bizerk works, of ill destruction, mass panic of abductions
Stranglin' a mothafucka, till he needs a tape filled wit instructions
I keep bustin', not trustin', there's only toleration
To a configuration, or a mothafuckin' heart beat situation
There's no hatin', No debatin', crime, on a loose time
I got mine, close 2 me, but dawg where did ya put your nine
No rhymes, no shine, juss rain, and different patterns of weather
whether, the storm dies down, me and my words stay together
Neva, will there be shit that lingers, or me without a middle finger
Like a bee without honey, or a fuckin' wasp without a stinger
I'm a fire spit bringer, no way I'll be compared, or be shared
As long as I got my spirit, I'm good, but damn who really cared
I don't put up there, words that make no since, or no hints
That'll be like Ja Rule, trying his best 2 screw over 50 cent
So Se7eN isn't bent, I'm me, heaven or hell, or juss myself
I'm a caged emcee, who people juss took out of my mind's cell
, Se7eN