Big up all the Monsta Island massive
And beware before I triple dare
Who asked me what we don't
For one, flow that's elementary
Secondly, ever since I was little
least rhyme to the syllable
Keep tracks that make a Arab thief clap
I chopped these drums off
In this land of lyrical lost, black
I'm not the cool sleestak
niggas who be biting styles I'm like pork to
whole crews that's bud dry
Shit be fucking with my eye as
The super motherfucking villain grip the
Throwing emcees to the fire
It ain't no use in trying, man,
Fronting like you death- defying,
Speak your piece only once you're
Now let me hear your verse
With well refined rhymes like a editor
Throw them to my collection of skulls
Fuck around, the only niggas who could
hear the same sound (who?)
(Yeah, yeah only them two niggas?)
And I'm glad I took the time to
It's Sci.Fly the odd Merlin
That's quick to whip up a
Who eye on bad bitch who used
Who see God toke but never
My man Grimm had his little
Who chronicle these times
Thriller porno co- starrer in
Who break bread with stingy kin- men,
Single- handedly with one eye closed
In a fly pose, no shirt Alayé
May see me stack the quarter-
Motherfucker probably couldn't peep it past a minute