Warrior aint the type you should mess wit close/
Bless you with so much lead, i made you the Holly Ghost/
Foes', i box em' in positioned post/
Bang them hammer's on who's conditioned the most/
Wit these bitches/
I been fitting keys in they igintion/
They be pleeding and wishing/
That this limo can fit in they expedition/
I Freestyle wit my Lifestyles, so i can hit all these Punta's/
So I get more legs spreaded, then people spread roomer's/
But I Physcally move Brick's Mentally move Bar's/
My Rhyme's a new Semptom to death But Deadlier then Sar's/
My rap game's a Religion So i Crusifly all Atheous/
I eat all yall for dinner To who ever forgot to praise my graceness/
It's sacrite Im like Ali wit my rap shit/
You ain't in your prime as me/
I Rocket to the top/
And reign like the Ming Dynasty/
Forget the Biblical scriptures/
I got my own adventures in picture/
My life, is a life of a victum/
Based on the love of a winner/
And the Hatred of a sinner/
And the other one, is me/
Fused in to son, from trinity of three/
Yeah, that's me/