aww man... ok freestyle...

I aint wyclef or anybody else I'm a cross boy
See me on that crack pedistal like I lost choice
You could never see me fleets try to make treaties
Go with the automatic cuz the gat gonna shoot freely
But I aint talkin gats too much they down my word play
Musta forgot that when I talk I'm eatin people like a parfeit (parfey)
I been godly you seen the diction of the rap fission
Perfect flows killin suckas quick like chain saw incisions
Yall could never play the hard cat
that like to bust back
I say a couple words for the macks
my raps aint lucky kids you can trust that
I break em / I break em down to they chrome domes
Asa mama lakem goin be your ring tone for ya camra phone
ya little brothas is all yall is
Yall kids might have chest plates but I'm splittin ya wigs