I make you dropping till rockin no stopping the lead I'm chopping you music is rotten forgetting mine is unforgotten it's fit ballistic pluralistic journalistic it's kind of tongue twisting now you wishing you weren't living but stay alive enjoy the show I make all go woah it's the way I do it notes out take facts it's in packs whites and blacks I'm lossing track your losing he race I love that look on your face when you know I can't be beaten guess what it's that time of season no sleeping wake up to study my stuff cleans your muddy did you get shot it looks bloody yeah now look hear buddy I said it twice not being nice I got heat and the ice aka the spice roll the dice it's a high price like what I own your bad stuff shown I realised it can't beat it