Battling LOGIK-its easier battling death-
with doctors beating your chest-
carbon monoxide tanks forcing your breath-
after you got left-
with 6 point blank hallows-
penetrating your clavical-
kill your image like I strangled your shadow-
leave you heart beat compadible with lateral-
im untagible- twisting bars till they tangle-
and each word I spit- look like words in script-
or even like after effects of a bad acid trip-
from the way I rip-
is like Edward scissors hands fingered your girls clit-
these cats is college hopefuls the way they testing-
Me when they couldn’t drop shit with severe indegestion-
Lyrically Im precise when it comes ruining aspirations-
And autograph my intials in surgical lasserations-
A rapper like me is as often as haileys comet-
Fucking spitting that’s for blowjobs I vomit-

MAKENG KNOW CENTZ
Fuck heat im walking napalm at 1000000 degrees-
With 8 nitrus tanks in my body so I hit mach speeds-
That means- i burn m.c.’s- like asteroids breaking earths gravitational pull-Im surprised you aint grown horns your so full of bull- its my time to shine-
phenomonal astronomical lines-
You cats is like the word orange there is no logical way you rhyme-
A bunch of fagets think you ill just cause your sick-
You aint an m.c. just another word taken out of context-
Said you want it with CENTZ then saw I was deranged-
And bitched out NAH dawg all I said was I want change-