You like how I perfect that flow

Shouldn't even sweat that yo

Bob ya head til ya neck crack slow

Respect that bro

Ever since I placed the mic into my frozen hand

I've been the chosen man controllin' a golden plan

Explodin' lands and minds still get

Spine chills roamin' mine fields

Where bombs vegetate

At this weapon rate every step could detonate

I often stop weak writers in my office spot

Bosses drop In Street Fighter I can toss Sagat

I cross the plot

Right before they call Salat I floss the Glock to shoot heads like Revolver Ocelot

Yall in lobby still under us

Shotty still thunderous

Im Bobby Seale with a blunderbuss

Yall ain't shit to my crew

I'll make ya head stick to my shoe then break ya legs like Skip to my Lou

In Bombay where ariel bombs spray

Im Huey Newton to a John Frey

Chokin' sons keep my hand off pot

Kill a man on spot

Smokin' guns like I'm Randolph Scott

I'll rake yo wig so state yo biz and keep yo peso's hid

I draw faster than the Waco kid !

Get involved in my lifestyle

Life’s wild

Sharp as nights Owl

Im hovering crooks sketched like coloring books

Khrysis on the beat Semi6 is covering hooks