Yin-Yang Flow

step back homie this game aint so easy You dont know, I beat you in my first rap battle ive written 49 tracks in 2 months some rushed, hush make this my battleme mark #50 how many you got? oh thats right I wiped my ass with that shit and remembered to flush Ill keep getting better. send you a personal letter you cant incript keep my ledger off the mail you call freely not knowing its from LP asking me to settle down homie for a fee Ill rap this rap code live show on the telephone save my letter and study it understudy syllabi just cudi it ryhme you into a new time zone pickup the phone no dial tone leave a message after the beep you a fan now b, u live down the street from me too dumb too c I see a stones throw a way you got a bone to pick with me play some D stick to sucking the D pay me to decyphér my own letter your fucking with me. got no game wizzbang, my rap bull full red bull your wearing all red too my horns heading right for you boomerang a bang slang word game steppin to me bringing the same damn lame game gang mang im the yin and yang cos-mology dark bright bringing a bright light write my rap outright, the whiteknite might start a fight night match ignite spite upright strike a slight left high and tight right low Man down follow the white light to the end of the tunnel flow