time to spit venom so toxic to your nervous system/
i got a beat with a tight rythm as my words float like helium/
one man gang going against any white members from da klan/
bitch, i aint batman, but my flows kick harder than van dam/
see, i own this land way before it got jacked by uncle sam/
so anyone callin me a wetback could suck my toe jam/
funk and soul all in one big toe/
you think the south is dirty, fu , i hit low/
and i don't give a flyin fuck cuz i know i can flow/
see, i like to steal the show and hang out at moe's/
drink a flamin homer and let it down slow/
got time in my hands so i kick back like a scarecrow/
think of my next rymes to mold and shape with dough/
i flow about anything cuz i aint no busta ass rapper/
i am the evil with two eyes of hurricane disaster/
i be looking for them freestyle kidnappers/
the ones that be stealing rymes out of my chapters/
fuck it, i know i stink cuz i'm the shit/
little by little i grow like busta douglas's busted lip/
got to end this ride with a hip and hop muthafucka i cant stop/