deez flows are nice and cold//
words are like slaves in here ready to get sold//
highest bidder cant come nearer //
i build a dam like a beaver, all by myself cuz i be a believer//
not religion or science fiction, but real shit that got yall listsining//
like da bell da rang to go to third period, fuck dat, just be ditchin/
cuz youll never see a natural mc get finger licking with da vocab//
next thing you know, i could listen to myself flow in da radio//
but it wont be me, cuz some sucka mc decided to use my steez//
my words that i create just got jocked by capt. crook fo da bait//
yeah, this fake rappers go in this site and become kidnappers//
but dat don't faze me, it just make me wana be da next batter//
ready to slug a few verses over da giant monster //
and when you relate to my rymes you'll find out what i be after//
nothing more dan pure satasfaction on my behalf to be a master//
Of my own destiny not yours, britney's, or justin's legacy//
fuck da world and all the rich people in it//
i cant stand seeing young kids and mothers suffer hunger//
thats real problems that no one be advertising harder//
just reading about your own chapters//
fuck it, i use to be da same when i was filled wit laughter//
but its a new lease on life dat i have captured//
sellfishness is now gone like uninstalling da fucking napster//