• Alright this is my third freestyle, nigga I'm going all out like I'm hostile Sick in the head but not like a pedophile, ya being killed like a new born child My lines are like salsa hotter than mild, motherfuckers get ready for the wild I'm a take you for a walk maybe a mile, in my shoes so you can be versatile Look homie you ain't radical, you better check ya self and ya attitude With these words I'll sack you like in Madden dude, nah nigga it ain't magical You'll be falling with no gravitation, burn your economics like a whole nation Bust ya foundation, show you true creation, have you killed like a Haitian And no I aint trying to be racist, I'm just so tired of the same shit Let me take you back to the basics, so you can stop being a rapist Of the game, damn ya such a shame, don't even try to claim fame You can write what you want but it's all the same, you can't even aim What I'm saying is impossible, only for the men who don't smoke the tropical Shit you a bitch not even an obstacle, having a chance to win its improbable This warfare is psychological, melt you and turn ya in to a volatile My flow keeps going its unstoppable, these freestyles are a chronicle That'll rip you apart and send ya to the hospital, tear you up like a novel Demolished like a twin tower, all you got is a thin hour What happened? Nothing, I've been sour, cause now I'm empowered Like my underground empire, burns ya flesh like fire Choke you with a wire, now try to join the fucking choir, roll you up like a tire Then I get higher, what you desire, is to be flyer, look sire No, what you require, is to retire... Its over, run you down with a rover, when I'm close it gets colder You can grab ya holder, its nothing to me cause I just busted ya shoulder Give up you've grown older, to you a pebble feels like a boulder Unlike you I keep on going, off I'm a keep showing, words just keep flowing And my intellect just keeps growing and growing I'm playing you like a guitar played by David Bowie, no more boasting But I'm a go on, til the break of dawn, resurrected like Spawn When you be spitting I yawn, you got no brains, no brawn The minute I showed up you should've withdrawn I can keep rowing all day long, stop copying its wrong Your words are useless and not strong, I trap you like smoke in a bong Straight up like Cheech 'n Chong Words cramped up in my head like people in Hong Kong Whip ya head like the nigga Ling Tong, shoot you out like a cannonball Man I'm tired and done, you can get outta here cause I'm gone

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