Current mood: productive

Wen i rip shit i kill it

like i did ya grls clit

my raps r all fire

u hear em and u get wired

 i hustle brick and blow

2 all theze drippy nosed hoes

my niggaz from the East no

how my crew roles

my rhymes are harmony 2 pplz ears

all u snitch bitches bette live in fear

ill stick the 9 between ya eyes

and watch ya eyes bleed tears

no other rapper even comes close 2 compare

2 me Mr.PIMP

willn 2 succeed

2 keep myself chill

i gotta puff on that weed

my rhymes are always explosive

send shockwaves through ya body

u b feeln repulsive

Chorus X2

I come out wit the illest rhymes all the time

 so i guess u could call me lyrically inclined

uh hu

rise of a superstar

ppl no me from the US 2 a fuckn a far