Prolific

Yo Oust the Critic's

I'M a Powerhouse Addmit it

Feelin- like An Hourglass Prolific

Now Watch how I Rewind these Hands of TIme, then "SIFT-IT"

"SHIFT-IT"

While The Whole world Become's Sell Out's

POPEYE'S WITHOUT THE SPINACH

Dawg There's no Other Way ta Spin it

For I could Spin these Atom's in my Hand's like Physic's

Homie I'm In It ta Win it!

So Fuck Methadone, I Puttin' on my Own Clinic

I Became an Addict Admmitedly But YO that's None of your Business

My Life Has been No Picnic

Man it Feel's like I just threw my First Pick 6

So I gotta Fire Off Right Quick with a Few of these 50 Caliber Ballistic's

Cuz This Heart of Mine Know's no Limit's

Mind you that i got Enough Pain an Grimace

Ta Lay out a Few of These Lines in Snippet's

Yea its The type of Line's for Instance

That I can Finally Lay out on the Line without Havin ta Sniff it

Mind you that I've Burned a few Bridges Bridget

An that Toll was a Low Blow,

For I could Barely Stamp my Own Ticket

It was a Hellish Hell that i had ta Visit

Man I Cant even look Back, too Frigid

For These Ice Pack's are Colder than Two Fridge's

Man I Never Asked for a Life of Riche's

All I Even wanted was for this World ta Keep it's Distance

For These thought's of Mine as becoming Heavy as Two Frigate's

Go ahead an ask me if I'm Staying clean

Yeah I'm like steam to these dishes

Got A gleam in my eye So I'm Racing back to the kitchen

Feelin Like a racing pigeon

Racing my way Through the darkness that's been so wicked

But yo I got a Rhynes for these Wiccans

Full of conviction

Man These devils must hate that I'm winnin

Went From Dead last

To My first, first place finish!

 

Blood sweat an tears

An my 9 millimeter munitions