Any emcee wanna try and battle my flow,
Catch a cool breeze from the blood running outta ya nose.
Snatch a fool's g's when I fucking shatter the door.
And like the movie, leroy done mastered the glow.


Ima take ya ass back to the lesson at hand,
Understand my contemplation's smith and wesson you man.
High in demand, so its like they sorta blessin me man.
And Im ready for the critiques when they testin me man.

Nobody that you know coming through be hotter than knox,
Cause when I step out from the room you know the temperature drops.
Now I aint saying that Im playing when those things goin pop, Cause when I see them red lights bitch, you know I wont stop.

Yo, nice site, I think I'll get started,
I read some random posts here, is it just me or are these people retarded?
Lotta show boats with a rep to keep, laying down they soul, sayin' "Oh no way I can be beat!" Fucking bitches, like a dog in heat, sniffin' around the other, crying to their mothers, because I know you can spit shit to these silly fuckers.
I wanna see how you flow, see who gets put in they place, gets red in the face, thinks about life worth living and contemplates.
And I'll be around here, just for creativity, checking out the rhymes, cooling off with a glass of Mr. Gene's sweet tea.
Because as some don't know, da name is G-Lova, UT gave a degree to my olda brotha, still shoutin in A-town though, listening to Brad lay those tracks, like a locomotive, workin hard pullin' his back. When I get back to Pinnacle, hope we chill amongst and see, remembering back on them days, upstairs smokin' them trees.
That's what I got for now, hit me up later,
I need a haircut this week, should I use a number 1 or 2 razor?
=P