Originally Posted by J.T.S.
tree holding twist a back in the woods clapped 4 the goods
address this like gettysburg the soldier that could
bring greetings or beatings take your pick
snakes get hit deadly crush is up no use for first aid kits
He's channeling satelites on the mic he's microscopic
spit a topic that kicks like drop-kicks
force of nature distinguished understanding
grand dragon gangster like triads, and red dragons
diabolical crown of gold glow like the werewolf eye
your furnace fried a miserable soul in the sky
i get kite high perimeters circled
surfing for queens to bring forth majestic birthing
a certain tantrum i get from the bands drum verbally murking
hot drop J....
clap a storm you've been warn leave tribes lost and torn
toss mothers from their first born i thrist with the worst kind of scorn
punishment distributed undisputed never let a challenger live
cuz i ain't tryin to do no bid cuz you were just tryin' to feed your kids
your reflection is impaired by the fool standing there unaware
thoughts i share are hard to bear i crush hearts and don't care
daddy issues women i share with the council in which i'm head chair
see we all get stock see and spit on bitches like bukkake, you know all in their hair
not only am i cocky but the whole block got me and the Wisdom of the Universe watch me and stare....