Creeping thru mf street I’ma ride out Look like Batman came out the hide out Master lee make another track put the fyes out Feel like Taco Bell when they put the fries out Feel like taco shell when you step in my route Never did it for clout I was going in without doubt For the seeds that will sprout Traveling all around thru throughout What you made was all thru out What you made was all throw up Never thinking I would I show up Spilling blood and make you poue up You ain’t never really know it It take skills to be a poet It take skills to be like this Master lee ain’t never miss Everyday I take the risk Water whip whisk wit the wrist That’s crisp Rip to Chris Shoutouts to Chris rivers Music give me the shivers Shoutouts to all the mcees that deliver Make you feel it in your liver Number 1 beat killer