Intro 2 Lit *

cut them off, razor blade

hate me, say it face to face

i'll quench your thirst, gatorade

why you jog in this paper race?

runnin i'm comin, huffin and puffin

a lot of people talk but it is nothin

end your discussions just get to hushin

i'll get to crushin better start duckin

fully loaded i'm bout to blast

futuristic, climb out the past

if i find out your ass is talking behind my back i doubt you'll last

don't need a chorus or need a hook

you could use knowledge go read a book

can't view my shine if you dudes are blind, logically ya must see to look

money trees, the leaves are shook to the grass from a branch

crashing down yelling avalanche, telling clown they won't have a chance

is that me doing wrong or just doing right

you hear me do a song i abuse the mic

step to a battle then lose the fight

step to my shadow and choose the light.