assasins be more than rapping as in yo girl ass I'm in balls to her chin you really asking u want a lie or the truth choose wisely everybody vacate the room Mr James Hyde delivering kovorkian style doom and gloom my rhymes like hollows from the 45 entombed all who dare follow bitch emcees willbe left not be seeing tomorrow ya found strangled with the microphone cord drug back to the temple of dead emcees to mourn the fire slaughtering enemies as they come I'm the type bring a grenade to a gun right are you really that bomb and ready to die if u wonder the same about me look in my eye good of time as any as I toss the pin it's no fuckin game I'm in it to win if it means my life then fine all rappers dying if you bring it to mine unconventional in my raps mis directional in my mind bi polar at best schyschophreic in jest stoned off the ganja smoke off my meds ....don't really need to say no more mentally ill nonstable disaster whooping yo ass faster than ike when Tina was talkin back to him haha arrive at the party drunk off bacardi jynco jeans triple seamed to conceal the biggest set of n u tz u ever seen or can fathom in a dream imagine the disaster if I happen to drop deez. Call it hip hop elephanitis excuse the wheel barrel but yo mom really like this or should I say deez haha