ryhmes designed to spit fiction none of it's reality
cats is real sweet and i eat mc's with a cavity
come out the mindstate with a perfect strategy
got dynamite preasents for all these ryhme peasents
smif and wessuns have them fake cats undressin
hip hop cops feminine mad cause i'm hurtin the truth
reciting lines out my head got me murken the booth
make niggas top flip back like a convertible roof
stacking spanish payso's diamonds size of leggos
the rythm leave ya blind.....
have ya waving ya hand across ya face like tony yayo
come straight off the top unlike rappers in the basement
dreams are what i'm chasen ya position a replacement
time freezes when lyrics are part of my statement
unpause the time and my goons resume like cobras
looney boasters that run up on ya with rude odors
and stack more paper than a math school folder
only 14,but do gangsta shit with shanks and grips
wankstas trip see ya boy in tangerine whips
hotter than 4 cettels hotter than mo devils
lyrical content leave thugs softer than rose petals
I'm OUt
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