my lyrics are fluid, you can flow them at all/ they are good to drink, to spit to dance and write Em on the wall/ let me guess, are you loving or hating it at all? it's like: I keep writing for this melody dime and love for it, but you.../ maybe you are dissing or pissing me out from this rithm, it's thrue/ cause I'm missing some of this rap music music is it an act a fool?/ In this graffiti I'm writing amusement, are you not amused? that is the door/. while I'm still on her, from the bottom/ making some love with her I know it's awesome/ while I got some to say in the same time I can tell you what I wish/. So many bars in this beat/ blessed me, I an write many syllables and this is sick./ only enjoy these rhymes by catching me as a sni-per./ I can dribble your feelings and kick em as a flipper/ and this is it, while I start inventing my flow gets lucid/ ready to aim to my next enemy, this is fluid/ let me get my ammo in to my pocket, you can be my sweet Lucy/