East coast flow v1

yo lets get it going, with this east coast flow in

leaving every opponent, seizing with steam blowing

jees these fiends are hoping, ill spit on their beat

but deep in their psyche, they know thats not me

they hopelessly seeking notice, but i wont fold kid

so hold your head, dont lose your mind, or get scolded again

man im just a boy with a pen,

an soon these lucid thoughts coming in

usually get loosely tossed, like drooly old men,

using bosley to fill in their top

and honestly i outa stop this,

and you know i know it, but my tone is potent,

like every notion ive wrote in, blowing,

past mcs, further then ceilings, at the speed of mach 3 but,

this aint need for speed man, im breaking in like its gtas premier season

jeezz... if you got the fever we can, kick it sptting writtins till the weekend

kid get to freakin, cause this freak is freakin freakin

at whoever's function, breathing trees of green in

man like its nothing, im just a heathen

so hit the red button, and eject like rejects on something

or the other, seems like the worlds getting tougher than a mother

best duck for cover and deflect the defects uncovered