• Bring out the hazmat
    Dim the bright lights
    Kill off those dreams that I dream
    Greatness radiates
    I incorporate hip hop
    I don't do it for the green
    I just write for the words
    And everything inbetween
    So when I write
    When I type
    When I rap
    When I rhyme, quicktime
    You don't even have time
    To think of what I've said
    So I'll just go and get mine
    Commit a crime
    First degree murder of a lyrical kind
    Half my family, New York bred
    Yeah, I'll be fine
    ******** a beat, I live for the acapella rhymes
    Gun shot virgin, pour him some gin
    9 to 5 life worker
    25 to life crook
    Shook up, by humanity and
    My flows insanity, I
    Don't have experience, I
    Just rhyme at my own expense
    Here's a sample, here's my mix
    To write like me, slit your wrists
    Let them bleed on the paper
    Then write your words in blood, with seconds to live
    All you need is ink and a shiv
    Make it suspenseful, sensual,
    Sensational, creational
    Create a scene, give them dreams
    Give them nightmares, give them hell
    Saved by the bell, wish them well
    Get back to the blood and the ink,
    The adrenaline and the paper
    As my last two lines to you
    Are "******** you" and "See you later"