Serious lyricist my fam insists that i need no assists when i spit..
My lips fully loaded clips..hit rivals no survival theyr'e dropping in pits..
Fags i finagle ice on their wrists, know my pockets are thick..
Slick talk hawk lyrics, possessed wit an omen, crackin' domes in..
Caliber chrome hymms..skin rugged like shark fins..
Spark when these emcee's barking..catch em sleeping while they double-parking..
Glock in the lap riding..rappers hiding catch Blanca moves were street fighting..
Wetting tracks deep diving..my theories phat like Viva G's low end..
Boa snakes boasting get blown when i fax ammo in em..
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods