shoot them raps from scratch every chance I get u gotta do it like a certified pimp with the gift to spit come wit some shit lagit I admit I'm on a trip trying to come up quick with that one hit this all make sense mics I bend flip watch what I come up with one more hit added to my list thought I lost grip when all my time is spent in the lab recording rhymes on my mind to noon to night till u get it right then take flight flowing my lyrics everyday is something different if u listen see im kicking like 15s in the trunk what's up I got what you want fuck a front suckas get done when u come so ruff so tuff I can't belt but to talk this stuff did I say enough young punk get the mic out your butt I'll tell you what I'm all for none no time to play I gotta run the game all the way to the finish this is only the beggining of a never ending mission a funky expedition is what u witnessing the rest is out of commission u hear my newest invention intervention music coming from the new movement music we the shit making more hits no gimmicks the realist dooest most illest feel this like lips keep em zipped dont say a word u aint heard I'm supurb while u sitting on the curb hoping for a turn here the news u fools this is what I do break through make moves do what I do no need for clues u loose sucka get wore out like old shoes u know the rules I dont need a crew egos I bruise abuse misuse theres nothing you could do I when I rap u Wonder how I do that attack the track put u in a trap trash your spit like garbage to trash like that u no good dirty rats can't adapt running of the trap talking bout this and that the game I quarter back watch out for the sack smack I'll lay u flat on contact