YOU think im just babblen.... jabberen-about battlen-
but dont see the topic peep the pattern-
im out of the world ....listening to NEPTUNES in a SATURN.
consumed with words that lume-
everything i say hot.......
my words submerge with the perfume of toxic fumes.
laughs lather with mustard gas-
how you spit shit when you a half ass?
you next..... and im the sequel to Final Destination-
you equally corny with a wack infatuation-
the type to say im garabage........
then write using my cd for inspiration.
lets pause for clarification-make it clear-
you see through and couldnt hang if you were a shandalear.
rip you wit complex text or basic-
kick your ass so hard your rectoms' endorsed by asics.
with no lyrical vision,make a decision to see an optomotrist-
before this lyricist rips you a new ass like a cock~eyed proctologist.
aknowledge this......
i know most of my rhymes disscus battle-
cause i fight for the mic and tackle-
turn your mans to a dyke mastering a style you cant grapple.
so yeah i have an ego like van diesel dont be jealous-
i replace my hate to make room for being overzealous.
i sub~ject rappers to subject matter-in the form of a weak blatter-
cause i shit on you like i just ate a laxative platter.
my felonous complex-fire with bullets as an occomplice-
with 3 synonyms words causing herbs death........
kill, murder, and noncentz.
99 out of a 100 aint true-and dont due-what you claim too-
a remake fake-and im the remix of the cause of death that killed you.
speak and first person-the verse version- is for a discription-
so you can remember who you are and apply for schitzo prescriptions.
the most complext content coated with incriptions-
coded to leave you distorted
word is born aborted contorded from mic fiend addiction.
so say what you gotta but centz is in the mix like juice-
produce- tight rhymes constant cause you'd fall off if i let loose.
you serve no use-you dont flow you doosh-
ill eat you and beat any fan dumb enough to give your album a push.