Na, won't even go there... I'm pass that... Putting stocks in the future estate, my plate's the Nasdaq... riding till the wheels fall off, I'm still in the fast track... You wanna talk dough, but you're bred' off killing my cash stack..

Lyrics split, the echelon of rap, reflecting the mirror tip...
I hear it drip-ping off the paper, there's the experience...
I've brought my keystyles to many sites, averaging AT LEAST 50 lines a verse...
and every time it works, but afterwards my mind, it hurts..
I start running on empty, then these punks wanna come and resent me..
But I always comeback, so tell Spalding that I'm BALLING like that...
Punches fire off to the throat, watch em' fall on their back...
Then I give em' a suplex, n' roundhouse kick em' ALL TO THAT MAT..
They wanna attack, but it's in their best interest not to.
I throw shots through, hit everyone that you got with you..
Take you out of the writing game like a dropped issue...
Can't wipe the smirk off your face, does anyone got tissues?
Yeah.. officially great at dissing your mate...I'm a mystery...
made for history sake....But I mean, you're understanding that, right?
UNIVERSALLY recognized, but I'm seen in a Canada light..
So no matter which fan can recite, my lyrics, each show sounds like Amateur Night..
Wanna fight for your freedom? or keep the light to the ceiling...
and not see? You're either an original or a copy.... you got me?
Fuck it, let's talk turkey... I'll treat this like a Holiday...
this is my model, stay on my Charlie Angels FULL THROTTLE play...
Shit's like the Animal Kingdom, I'm seeing a lot of prey..
Just not a lot of carnivores to my artist score
art of war, Sun Tzu, they need to market more...
If it's all about a philosophy? why I'm reading Rene Descartes for?
The true meaning of life is seeing the hype n' not agreeing with it..
Like me, admittedly believing these evil gimmicks...
Na, won't even go there... I'm pass that...
Putting stocks in the future estate, my plate's the Nasdaq...
riding till the wheels fall off, I'm still in the fast track...
You wanna talk dough, but you're bred' off killing my cash stack..

I spit a reel that's sickening, fitting in puzzled thoughts inflicting more concepts than spinning a Rubrics... so, grin an amusement, hoe... Had infinite uses for kicking the tunes', chickens get use to.. The shit's a who's who of the written's, so listen and do you..

I'm free-balling, yeah.. Spalding, too much ass for me to call in..
If it wasn't bad before, it will be, after this scalding pot of lava...
tips the fuck over, n' you're sitting there.... feel the hot synch your
wig faster than Michael Jackson's pepsi ad... I get this sketching Pad..
Turn it up a notch... get fucking socked to your mellon, that...
is too compelling, a felon at the state - yelling at the gate...
Sugar free, my stature is saturate... tie you up wit' the masking tape....
at the back, bending over - homie, your ass gets raped!
AWWW... why did you go there? Because I didn't, out of respect to your
gay father... I slay daughters, lay em' under a bridge.
That's not a metaphor for any hatchet burying, but I burry the hatchet...
One Flew Over My Cuckoo's Nest like Nurse Ratchet..
You thought of infinity? That's cool, I'm spitting a verse past it.
Emerging victorious, and that's where the story is.
Notorious... look as this basterd, style's Inglorious..
The Bear Jew... with his ear to the wall like, "Bitch, I can HEAR you"
Better come out slowly, or I turn you to a hoagy.
All your sides come out, and I hit you a double bogey, 'o' meh..
And yeah, natural fire yo I haft a desire
a momentum building within me like the river raft of Messiah
parting the red sea... the art's in, every partisan said, b.
Yea, retarded with threads on the board's like marketing spread sheets..
Oh, fuck the bragging... nah, I've done that plenty enough..
Pen's destructive, sending you fucks honorary medical crutches..
Definitive reach, limiting speech recanted to primitive beats..
That I'm hearing... 6 Million Dollar Man, see the geek's engineering?
suffer speech interference once your dial enters my frequency
An evil man. I'm sorry, I won't allow you to leave, peacefully..
Unique MC's are cool, but I don't quite get the feeling of ripping...
It's more like a regurgitation of borrowed thoughts, they're re-appealing the system..
I spit a reel that's sickening, fitting in puzzled thoughts
inflicting more concepts than spinning a Rubrics... so, grin an amusement, hoe...
Had infinite uses for kicking the tunes', chickens get use to..
The shit's a who's who of the written's, so listen and do you..
Yeah... because I'M A DO ME... GRIMEY NEW KEY.. so envision that..
physicality with precision, where's the incision at?
Give me the scissors back! your shit's whack!!! FUCK YOU.
Bottom line's I'm the one you look up to.. makes sense
Sky high, see pilots as they fly by..
This is MY SKY... kamikaze you faggots, screaming out "BYE BYE"!!!
N'SYNC shit.. gonna jump into my time capsule
Make you feel like your putting, holding that 9, asshole.
My mind Castro... lines? Hasbro..
Play games, trying catch up to MY FAST FLOW..

She'll spread faster than a ridiculous rumor... When I stick my dick in her womb and open that rippled cocoon up...

YEAH, these kids live the fairytale lives, it's fictional...
I mean, how the hell could we perceive what they've written you?
Fucking aye, tired a rap... I'm firing at...
anything in close proximity... cause I hate it all, man...
need a fall plan... through the shot glass of life...
I beg for forgiveness, I ask for the light...
then I get slashed faster than the Passion of Christ...
But I'm a partisan though... no, I'm an artist, in full..
Just messed up... but guess what?
I still got love for all of this text stuff, n' don't care to suggest uh...
other method of spitting... never getting a written
to be splurged on this fucking page, until it has my nuts displayed...
I am a nut, you say... not appalled by that...
I ball, where's Spalding at? Looks like I called him back.
The mystical river of risking a liver to my influence...
eying Students outside the locker rooms, I was surprised to do it...
Idling in the drive way of the dorm, waving Hi through the room and...
Telling your 18 year old daughter to suck the tip of this broom stick..
So I can stick it in her clit and then move it...
Yeah, freaking maneuver the handle inside of that bitch, till it's skewered...
She'll spread faster than a ridiculous rumor...
When I stick my dick in her womb and open that rippled cocoon up...
Yeah, a nasty boy. That I leave that ass destroyed...
Right from the back, deploy a "C'MON", like I'm Pastor Troy...
"Mommy, what's that?" -- then I chime in with my rudeness
by saying that their mommy is a whore... the way she's on the floor...
Give them all a tour... yeah, where is my manners?
Hiding behind the parents, my answers would leave you embarrassed, like dancers...
Who forget their steps... a dizzying array
of evil, built in an unorthodox hierarchy... I'm bored...
Waiting for my girl to come over, so I can move my hand...
Right over her Redbox faster than the Movie Stand...