drunk as fuck all night written
knowin half yall cats bitin
clash of the titans splashin yall out with mics n....
silver surfin threw D.N.A splicin
first round knock-out without Don King r Tyson
this is lyrical combat fuck a fist im mouth fighten
tongue lash tightens......you best to check ya head
throwin left n rights till ya eyes rollin back n shit
inside ya head
weak ass dome peice
funny how ya whole crew called the police when concept unleashed
poems raw n rugged for the streets
guess yall destined to sink
restin in STINK hahaha i mean peace
yall mutha fuckas only raw when i eat raw meat
equal to the shit stuck to my feet
when i sink
ya mutha fuckin imaginary dreams...
playin wit yaself like pornographic internet feeds......but eat a dick
real quik like james cameron sinkin ships yall chimps..
to tha gods revolution
i spiked the witches brew and downloaded the solution