Got rhymes that sweep across microphones and boss dome
Even If I toss wrong rhymes, got strong lines with costs alone
Enough to kill a man and thrill a clan of guerillas with stones
Addicted to chronic restricted in Ebonics my exposures are
Closures to the world but among leaders, hung readers bazaar
Construct rhymes that corrupt minds like slander and propaganda
Leap microphones and slap-weak domes like superman wearing a bandana
Chant plots and plant crops like farmers with horse and plow
My voice somehow moves cats my lyrics proves that so bow-wow!
Recipe never switch you can ask DESTEE AND RICH its all chow
Flow correct junk and project funk like Rick James with quick flames
Just fire and desire on a meaner spree like Tina Marie this stuff tames
Look I’m a wild soldier with style bolder than DESTINY CHILD
Doing my duty like the brewing booty of Beyounce’ girl smile
These threads Squeeze heads like fitty caps too many shitty raps
Like P Diddy perhaps need to make a band and destroy fake plans ASAP
Divide towns into sections ride around with true possessions and crap