Ayo I need n mcee I can sink ma teeth into
I be on the beat as fast as a blink ready ta slice it in two
Im rappin bout the hard times people experience
Problems come but wit ma rhymes I aint fearing em
IM comin ta react n im gunna blow off as I show off
I gotta be raising ma stats n become sumone u know off
Im rappin tite tryna get ma head rite wit everything dat goes wrong
As I appear I take a bite out of the track n that im thrown on
Youll be lucky by da end if ya still got ya clothes on as im vicous
I aint a puppy so dun wrry bout that coz ya body flesh was delicious
All that’s left of ya former self is ridicules coz mcees I deteriate
N ukno dat I was born ta grab belts n overcome da dreary slate
Delivering ma bars in proportion ta the level im actually on
N those say otherwise about ma levels are practically wrong
Im a good looking kid n im bound ta smuther looks
Im like kids in school coz of the way I pick up pens n cover books
Ma college is cloudy n if I dropped out I know nobody would be proud of me
Theres shit around me n it affects me a lot but it summin everyone else fails ta c
All I wanna do is make music n make money outta wot I like
Wrong choices..I don’t wanna choose it but it up ta me as I got my rites
Stress levels seems to take there toll to the maximum
Im fighting devils but I dun care coz I got my back to them
I start a new day after ive overcome
N I hate college coz workwise I got loads ta come
Afftectin my brain as it sweeps me off ma feet
Diseptin lames as I keep sweet dissin who lost ta beat
Talents a power n I say just do what it allows ya
Im staying cool n producing more rhymes by da hour
Life tastes sour as it creeps on to ta streets with harmfull intentions
Im the grim reeper of rap n kill mcees in just one sentence
Feel ma wraith as ya breathe the complexity
My words harass n u aint even ready ta stand next ta me
Im rappin round the clock keeping ma eyes peeled
Trackin sound wit tha talent I got tryna get ma life sealed
Tryna get ma feelins revealed as I let loose a frenzie
Ma rhymes hit the ceilings n like hard steel ya just cant bend me
N when ya listen ta me ya getting the whole package
Anyone im dissing as im letting loose this mouth of cold acid
Ma sickness killing tha modem as im hittin wit more power den hulk Hogan
Rippin mics is ma slogan n I treat beats like doors coz I just close em
Sum people say that I cant rap but they just too wack ta listen
I just let loose ma temper n ma arms bash..then its back ta wisdom
Back ta the struggle as ma mind the only thing dat keep me going
Lifes just a hussle n wen it get hard the wear on ma feet be showing
I spit raw so time ta go n get tha Listerine
Coz im like cold weather climates..ma flows just blisterin
Im off tha rails when it comes ta daily life routine
Im pissed off how people just backstab n stick knifes through spleens
Blood over tha blue jeans that ya just brought yesterday
Death can cum at anytime…n take the heart in ya chest away
But I stay strong coz I wanna get through this lifetime
N I dun need lifelines coz I experess myself through precice rhymes
Stating new days knowing that I gotta top up ma sickness
I freestyle as the wind blowing….showing the amazed witness
How I rip this cordless microphone that’s grasped in ma hands
N talk bout ma feelings as I write a tone wit the spit that’s past in ma glands
The beat ive been carryin n fukin up ive been parrying so time ta stop
Heres just lil of what I do but if ya anything like me u’d know that we both got lines ta rock