I got no time for a crew full of whack flows
Wasting my time, I'm about to crack toes/
Ya'll dudes lack flow, I stack dough
Lyrical strikes too quick for ya'll, you attack slow/
Who can resist the lyrical young? I'm so hot
And you thought you was cool? I totally forgot/
You stand alone in the hood with no one out to sign you
My rhymes leave your throat sore like the swine flu/
In order to gain respect you got to earn it first
In fact, I earn the best while you have earned the worst/
I cause more flooding than the Hurricane Katrina
I'm the judge, and I'm delivering y'all subpoenas/
Monday, April 4, 2011
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