One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

or hoes with spiderlegs in stilletos, sweet like mangos, spicy like burritos, kick harder than a burro, wack emcees flows shows, analytical lacks action like slow mo

it's all in the physics to be an emcee, higher intelligence brain matter travels 360, I drop beats like gravity, I spit rhymes with velocity, it's the moment of inertia, I caused the nine planets to travel perpendicular

clinging to the surface like a sticker does, who loves hiphop? lemme hear you say it
fuck it, its my savior, on bent knees i praise it

Amaze'in be the thoughts of these newest john doe's
THink'in they the strongest shit, till the truest bomb's blow

I cease to make peace, Now watch as I smack ya over the face with the codpiece

keep it gang realated as i pop heat throw up slang..bang.. as the hydrolics hop streets

i couldnt be more distant if i was condoleeza rices front teeth, rap sheet a most read amongst police chiefs

Still I release speech similar to the way a thief speaks
I've killed a million freaks sheets with skill,I slay like street sweep

I give caterpillars goosebumps when I creep, I tried to get money, to get these bill collection fleas off me, so I produced a network, to make my financial net work

If the president could edit the deficit, we could cut cost, if you see the poor, then how can they be lost, that's why criminals are firstborn, with a teflon, handgun, their first blood fertilizes the lawn

Behold the Third Dawn, L.S the kid jam liked uncleaned firearms

I with Zion Eyes that Harms your mental vision, with firearms i hit you with precision.

Listen and your ear drums glisten- witness the final chapter of my mental visions....

when niggaz get ghost i catch up to'em like winston
fix'em wit a nice lil two piece and a biscuit

pass the butter so I can spread the word to the mother, the fatherless pugilist, no man schooled me about my fist, I crack ribs, bust lips, in your face I spit, then do like James Brown, split.

I look in the mirror, my reflection reflects my past fears, why yesterday brings tears, memories of my brother, we held it down for each other, past footprints I could trace, I wish life is a keyboard, all I have to do is hit backspace

life is like a spacebar you to to the next spot and leave nothing behind

but truthfully, what is refined, the purity of natural or what's designed?

i walk the line, heatin' threads up at christmas time, yule tide detroit pride, drive by on sleigh rides

I dont care how much you made in a year, u still wack/
a brother wit nuttin cud still make ur rhymes sound lik a nursery rhyme act/

i made a fatal incision to suited Politician Sitting And Wishing Of A Cash Filled Vision

But my mission, is to leave as many muthafuckas missin, from they homes while i got they ass pissin in a bottle, hollow tips shootin from a cop car at full throttle

im from gen x you dont wanna step in my danger grotto, skin stretch
breath is psonic like jono

free falling....making no contact with earth's surface
reveals the impact of my presence....the heading
of my direction is the core of your emblem

head em its bedlam when i step out all glttery round my physical
force cintrifugal feudal visuals residual hoes miserable

Deadly syllables ripping mental notes, foes who seek and destroy the positive are slaugtered by their throats.

...I never promote all that poppy beat shit, I'm raw as the jungle looking for the next hit...

My Shit Stays Legit, EQUPPED WITH BINARY DIGITS

groucho marx with darts, can you dig it? i wont join a club that'll have me in it

puffin skunk greener than popeyes spinach, the gloss eyed menace,blaze the dutch in multimillions

I smoke with my gremlins and smash chicks on soft linen....

With all my hoes grinning and rims poorly spinnin.

half man half gremlin...no plasma....veins filled with venom...

venom.... the snake left holes in your denim, with blood in your vesture...

But I can still pull your lady with a gentleman's gesture so I spit a couple lines - no need for a lecture.

No lecture is necessary, Your gentlemans gesture makes ladies very wary...

Mary is in the house, be aware she might eat the mouse

check homeboys spouse, titties busting out her blouse

it's the Sith emcee, I fight swordsmen using microphone technics, 1200 rounds of ammo, I spit verbal bulletholes, one shot after another watching you die slow, you can't kill the devil pugilist with a bag of thai-stick, forming them in a crucifix.

my troop is sick formin lines amongst ur barrier parasitic flows onto ur waste land you the carrier