ya fucks wit that flory beat it makes my flow sound sweet makes my shit so street hard like some concrete tasting sweet- like some treats it's all about the beats florys the secret recipeat make u want to move your feet even though u dancing wit two left feet just bob your head to the beat smoke a blunt take a seat enjoy the rythem I do this every week day in day out I creep while u sleep if I was u I watch what I speak.but I dont pay no mine cuz to me talk is cheap...... you ain't got nothing for me stop acting like you know me stop being so fuckin foney please stop trying to control me there s no one before me or even after me. u coming after me .please - dont make me laugh assualt and battery.. some of you really baffle me thinking that you go harder than me this rap shit is in my veins and it flows to my arterys you got 1 and million chance you'll win like the lottery.. let's face it sooner or later you gotta face me I can already smell victory I could taste it take your name off the charts I erase it then replace it mike heezys on top follow the leader come and chase me blood sweat and tears mike heezy here -the one you fear- I'm the one that can end career make u disappear -so please dont step to me here- dont make me pull out my pistol here going off like jet leers blowing up like world premier I'm what they talking about I got clout while u in a drought it dont take much to take u out thinking of coming my way take a different route most of u talk too much me I dont say much you tried to push me -off I didn't budge you saying u did this and that and such and such that shit dont impress me much you too shifty like some clutch and u changing lanes too much when I shoot to kill -keep it on a hush when I smoke that chocolate I get a Dutch and I dont like a Bush I like that shit nice and clean smooth to the touch yes I'm blessed and gifted thank you very much did I go too far did it hit you hard did I leave scar so you think you hard I dont think so to me you just so so you talkin bout me that's a no no meet you at the crossroads you's a no show got my nina tucked on a low low keep talking shit I slap you hoe -you never heard another -rap like this before. I stay posted- ten toes on the floor I'm so hood- thugged to da the core I stay ready just in case we gotta go to war