aite...let me show u son..this is murda rap.. hit u so hard put ya strenum back... speakin to me in that..ya gona get hurt from ma gat. ya gona make me bring the devasting lyrics back... you a clown wanna be rappa and thas a fact... u just a circus act... hell...u call ya self fearless..u cant roll with the stack..... shit..i make u fearful like when 50 fuckin niggas attack.. i'm the heavy spitter king... my lyrics are an incredible thing...
