When masta c unleashes his style releases catastrophies...
his lyrics spread chemical deaseases to make gats weeze...
he's rhythmically life threatening, like aiming nines at me....
he left chalengers deseased when the beef increased...
Destroying beliefs as he tokes on the marajuana leafs...
he doesn't stop...this mans a god...make him a mod...

ha ha wack but who cares keep elevating...