u call that spittin?... blast off in 5,4,3,2,
The everyday struggle on the block, always stay in trouble with the cops
Some throwin rocks, others holding glocks, all hopin not to get shot or get locked
On top of this rap shit, I spit too sick this new kid gon show u how to do it
With a flow so fluid trying to make moves in this rap music
Finally here tired of loosin, want a career, tryin to pursue it..
You like this rap dude? the hand game is sick to, ill rip through anything i wish too.. your whole crew can get, better respect it veterans seek the nearest exit.. the best? you bet bitch
outta time, outta mind-- holla