im super lit on shit

yo yo

im here to bring the fire, i know U niggers getting tired,

i drop my raps like a bass, you will never fall grace

people say im trippy, just my mind is slippy

im hard to catch, u niggas be on the bench

making my own beats is easy, you are just sleazy

my raps will make u fall to sleep,we all know ur a fucking creep

my still mind will make rewind back to that old school hip hop

i will make the bass drop, im in purple haze goin crazy in a shuttle

slam u hard in a puddle,

i see all over hell, i only wish i was there to see u fell

from heaven in a blanket of lies, grew up in a house of flies

my beats are that of a horror movie , and the are 1950 groovy (man)