my verse on this collaberation song im doing with some local fools
chef who wanna go toe to toe with me in the terror dome, closed knucks, lets trade blows i'll split your wig like cantaloups/ i rattle those who pose a threat in my catacombs, pray i leave the gat alone and roll solo to the battlezone/ giant mastodon in a land of tiny elephants, you tried to be the best but your shit proved irrelevent/ manhandlin anyone who dares to fuckin cross me, think ya man enough then bring your ass and your entire posse/ homie please i told you im allergic to whack emcees, so if you do approach me dont be surprised if i sneeze/ i got the steeze to open up a can of whoop ass with ease, rolled up sleeves, lets slug it out like quick and della reese/ your existance will be plauged like aides infested infants, cuz my religion consist of putting emcees in submission/ my skills have risen far beyond what i ever could envision, anyone who claims they can verse me is just spittin fiction/
12/10/2008 3:48:03 AM
