One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

brushin' dirt off my shoulders, fuck the haters wishin' for fame on them four leaf clovers

when i hijack ya central processor, Ghengis become ur minds controller

a net solider on the prowl, style hard like boulders

niggas like my rhymes so they always bite the leftovers

push the push overs still they shruggin their shoulders, fuck around and lose composure blowin like sodas

when they shook up splashin coke all over one mention got um shook up like dice and we rollin

I carved my rhymes with a needle and pin, now I send em through your veins with the speed of cobra venom

I hope your sinnin if not can you cope with the wisdom that the sufferin I cause brings to attention

Cuz i fucks up ya life, an in the next so u done remember give u senile demention

heads roll when its a teins moment for the lynchmen//face ur sentence blown bits in the trench-when....cannions ignight bright light for the kings avengence//

dont acknowledge ya blessin's, get raped of miracles in seconds

as soon as the rhythm hits, my genocide will begin, break down all of these fake emcees from within

take it back to what it's been, rap about reality not rims, rappers think reality's The Sims

bones brake from blocks by the shin//use ur force to trap and throw u on a spin

front a grin and crush ur calfs wit moves of the dragon, legiments snappin, scream and fishhook mouth forget about rappin