Freestyling
Here i go as i spit more fire than an angry dragon
Im grabbin the rappin game and draggin it on a wagon
While passing the grass and catchin the high i was lackin
You aint even conentratin or backin me on the kids im jackin
Attackin captains of thier ships, twistin shit and make a hit
Crackin nutshells on a rock, smashin rebels on the block
Lappin you on the track, your askin how I do this and that and
Im just laughin so hard rappin i forgot to imagine wrappin and writin ya card
So recappin, im rappin up a blast and your gettin whiplash and
Im stabbin backs and your wish that i wasnt a bad enemy slappin your girls ass
Your catchin every action reactin like your on crack and
Im mashin every factor, back trackin from the crap plans
Ignorin you ideas to lock him and his whore in a black van
I prefer gorin him up while he’s snorin, pourin his blood under laminate floorin
Im here soarin, explorin and restorin the professional performin.
Your there, clawing, tryina escape the land of borin, im yawnin, you really need me, you really, really, REALLY need me. See?