Take it back to the essence/
hip-hop is my profession no question on who the best is/
I was destine to shine/
highly requested I perfected my rhymes/
Injected dope in the minds, of those that listen/
to the gifted poet thats spitten/
It;s obvious the flow I invented they counterfitten it/
They duplicating my style, behold the authentic shit/
the say they thirsted for a while, I quenched and replenished it/
Vivid images I deminish and take percentages from the envyous they get left pennyless with they back blown/
How the fuck you gone stand firm with no backbone/
shatter shit like shaq rippen any track that I rap on /
spit it fast and intact till the doe is stacked and i'm back on/
These wack rappers, acten wacker than wack actors I mastered this is my first chapter my raptour/
Only gets worst in the second verse and I curse whoever im after/
Disperce fifty two shots in a room filled with laughter/
what a disaster, think faster avoid capture/
Keep thinking I can't get at cha, I'll murder you rat bastords/
stepppen to the mic hype, like this shit is a game/
I'll snatch ya spine out ya frame and set flames to ya remains





...Manipulative and sarcastic, criticley acclaimed by critics/
you might not understand this till after I spit it/




CASH-FLOW

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