respect for a vet, my knowledge and wisdom expressed through text, online boards I bless with poetry thats ill I never come less,one of the best... my thoughts divine, pure rich like tropical wines, when im spittin a rhyme, all you hear is sirens get into line...attent hut!! Fall back, all my crew stay strapped, yeah we roll with backpacks, what you think thats wack?? just cause you pump crack, I got a bigger mission its to lead on a division, of strong elite mcs with a vision, to takeover this rap game why?? cause these rappers are str8 lame, listen to the radio all I get is a migraine, lil jon how he get fame, sorry to hate man I don't understand it, Big L represented took it to another planet, now its all about money makin that ain't hip hop its gettin tragic, I wanna hear another illmatic, I wanna see hip hop come back to skills, and leave these corny soundin motha fuckas ripped on stage lyrically killed, if you feel me and you wit it start rippin tracks come lyrically ill never give up for a second never slack, put your poetry on the map, keep it real don't fake a move, don't give these industry suckers a chance to make those bills, form a label of our own and take the title home, simply raw talent not no bull crap in rolling stones, underground sounds takin over the streets, str8 dope lyrics over phat ass beats...now thats somethin these kids can pump in their jeeps, not no nelly or p diddy, non of that ghetto jiggy,just real tracks to represent REAL hip hop for Biggie...1