working on it

hey I've got skill beyond comprehension

my raps dirty they cause your hypertension

and blood flow retention but don't even mention

No I don't give a shit

your just scared cause I recommit

don't be mad cause you got hit

and I didn't leave a voice mail

You were faster than a whitetail

its hard to keep up when your throwin up

and blowin up and throwin tough but I manage enough

 

Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right

I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime

My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats

Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets

Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness

With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this

I got more Different Strokes than Philip Drummound

On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)

We elevated to new heights premeditated

Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it

The escalated can be put to the test of greatness

Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it

So I take it that's the reason I'm hated

To represent my temperment

If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant

But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)

Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)

Everything that you collaborate I lacerate

My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate

At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate

I blasterate, and have you all running master gates

And as for face clutching and touching the flows

I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose

Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science

Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance

Defiance, no we won't have that

You want your shit to blow up?

Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack

And blast that shit to kingdom come

Then bring them some of this real hip-hop

I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about

And you all knew from Meeko

That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno

So stop that bullshit and flow

Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know