posted on Oct, 28 2004 @ 12:08 AM
You don't have to speak, vengence is what i reap
Because I practice what I preach, I sit back all week
And relax cause I destroy opponents with precision
Lyrically give you hell like that year you had in prison
You're a deer in my headlights about to get hit
Sorry I drive so quick, you should hurry up and quit
So I can go and make this murder charge legit
These Ill'ed skills I come with you can't buy as a kit, bitch
[hook] Ha, Ha it looks like im just writing whatever rhymes
But let me remind you its designed to blind you every time, fool
Now where was I? Coming back so high
With eyes lookin' like pies, the size of the eye in the sky's
Rotor blades sound like a beat fading away
Brain feeling like clay after a day on Galapagos yae
What I am trying to say is that I dominate the game
The sick flow comes out my mouth like im going insane
Like: I smoke a cigarette daily to increase vocabulary
Ya girl is starin at me cause im her baby's daddy
Sit down
*EDIT: Waiting 5 minutes for opponents from now 1:14am EST
[Edited on 10-28-2004 by insite]