whitness my existence,my ambitions as IMAG,is to extinguise any who dissin my linguistic inscriptions,
da friction im spittin's rippin yo incisions,thinkin u caught me slipp~in,but u missin dis mission's vissions,
yo conditions for livin is simple,i cripple da ripples u drippin,n u'll deminish yo wishes for winnin,
my criminal intuition's limitin yo civilized citizans,dis world is mine,no1 who descriminates,
a world where war aint got reason to take place,a world wide storm,lemme describe da vibes dat anylize my first name (molotov),
when i speak,da heat peaks,heart rates decease to increase,rest in piece's (peace),what dey preach,
my flames spread,yo intelact intercepted by my brain shreds,lil pieces of my reasons infected upon deez lame feds,
my indecent exposure ova~flows ur most kosher endeavors,yo attempt to exempt yo inept affect on yo slept threads ends~never,
i used to leave da mic smokin,now my vocals frozen yo hopefull spokesmen,u musta been jokin when choakin bout how MOLO waz caught copyin n postin,
deez freestyle's compile a file dat make yo frequent flier miles look like delinquent writer's smile,
when companized,compromized lives strive to hide da tide dat fried yo accomplishments,i ment yo incompitence,
i bet yo conscience kikkin yo ass fo da nonsense dat u claimin is rap,
yo concepts of a convicts conducts,contredicts da depictions of yo given submission,
so les say u give in,n put a finish to yo dreams of livin,ina rich n famous situation,
u aint givein what its takin to make a statement dat u could help dis compelin temptation,
my invasion is cravin a bizarre vegitation of deez scared herb imitations,
im bout to roll out,no need to shout when i cloud da crowd,dey surrounded by sounds unfound,jus call it a blow out

AIIGHT,I KNO I WENT WRONG ON SUMPIN HERE,BUT CANT POINT IT OUT MYSELF,DROP SUM KNOWLEDGE ON DIS,LEMME KNO WHAT 2 MIX,HOLLA