BATTLE RAP : S.I.R ent

its war time rookie heres your first battle spittin sonic booms like i played for seattle round up the cattle here comes the calvary taking all currensy collectin all salary nigeria to cali its a very long travel id drag u thru the mud leave your face in the gravel your on some bootsy flowin step it up a lil i have u playin pickle like a monley in the middle three blind mice could see im the shit u can smell me from the tree cuz u know i keep it lit pine scent sprig got the crib smellin right you lookin like korean with your lids on tight bitin off the U.S. will get you to the top but in order to surpass us you gotta take a drop underground sound with the mainstream feel i dont need no help boy u know i keep it real whats a 2 minute lesson to a lesser battle rapper ill listen to your lyrics then i flushed em down the crapper if u cant bang gang get yo ass out my kitchen the masters not done if u need some remixing