yo
all i need to rip it is a phat beat wit bass please
subzero lyrics ya hear it and have ya face freeze
every emcee tried but died tryin to take me
im the icing on the cake and the mic is my bakery
hate me i dont really care about you wack peeps
ya never figga me no diggity like i was black street
my raps deep the rest of ya cats battle is mass weak
step into my cypha it's like gettin ya ass beat
like plastique causin explosions implode the stage blow
killin those wit played styles
villanistic stay wild
a child of the music i use it to get inside
of this mind and i visualize
a rhyme that i can spit wit pride
and even when i die im gonna rip it after life
im the nicest from the 215 alive to grasp the mic