big up my hold highness in the golden robe emcee's globally fold
we roasting then roll drunken cherokee soul
scorch the scotch ya'll die tonight shots
grace from a fade my regiment renegades
soul stirring penalties from a mis-handled manner
flee to the manor or die where u stand bro'
meet the new hannibal rambo you's a pro
Get mine money maestro let the dice go
slice slow my pride show i know
enjoy the pain poacked seats when we trained
Africa to spain my skillz are un-explained
rappers polluted the game with acid reign
held in contempt will you still like being extempt?
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Last edited by Mantra; 06-21-2010 at 11:08 AM.