the rhymes i designed are truly unrefined
like diamonds with a spec of blood dug up out a mine
flows flood between the ears right behind my eyes
soul searching for the prize
i take my time when deciding what to write
like the sat while these other niggaz bite
underated and mostly hated but got a lot of fight
i recite when i step up to this mic
reputation trump tight like the husband want a wife
stay sharp as broken glass
when your ass cross paths with this half of the kast
tuck yourself i can tell that you're terrified
check my record you'll see that i'm verified
yeah this where second vers supposed to go
i don't think i need to hit ya'll with another verse
because i like to destroy shit
there's no time to retreat and no surrender
been ready for battle general patton's no beginner
i call the play then execute for the w
leave the rest of you destitute
oh and your content is nonsense; how you expect to
get it a little resitution with all this ghetto flaugin
three striked then you +yank+ed up like +a. rod+
you got no home to run to
you snitching on yourself and no its your front they come through
without a tap on your phone
the only thing they had to do is listen to raps on your songs. ]
the time for the nighty night's overude
this is the final countdown to your swan song
all wack emcees and posers this is going out to you
fuck boys will drop their jaws and all because here something new
my nigga you can't no see me and thats for sho
any kind of cadillac i go slow
your momma likes my style
cuz a hater loves to hate
you need me like a junkie needs a razor blade and plate