aight...
Yo check it, Ima set the tone right off the jump/
Spitt`n sum of the sickest shit ya heard for months/
Cuz whether it's off the dome or up in a battle/
I bring that "crazy beef" like "mad cattle"/ (mad cow)
Malicous and outa control, but my niggaz still condone me/
Cuz off a lone beat I stay spit`n that dome heat/
Jersey native but I stay on the dark side like Hatians/
`N still pulln more bitches then "television double-O agents"/ (007)
To anyone say`n they aint feeln my lyrical creations/
I say Ya'll fuckaz don't know shit like "eyewitness statements"/
Overly critical bitches, while ya raps are wack at best/
Claim`n to be vets when ya whole career takes place at ya desk/
I big-up my niggaz and say FUCK THE REST/
Please believe, when I beef, I beef in jest, to relieve sum stress/
In the street I'd just reach for the Wes and leave three in a chest/

...honest feed-back welcome...