Check it my flow be 3 parts like a Trinity
But me be one man rolling through Infinity\
I walk miles and miles through Slum Villages
Looking for MC’s to start scrimmages\ But they
styles is all Tainted so when I came with the realness
they all fainted\ They hearts are weak like heart attack patients\
My flows like blood they just couldn’t take it\
The blood I pump its turns to acid burning you Kats
with my hot classics\ I call you Kats XBOX’s
because your games can fit in my pocket\ Moving through
engines like a piston my style you can call it mad Precision\
I’m built Ford tough but I’m Focused\ No smoking mirrors no hocus-pocus
My flows no joke like the city of Detroit wrote this\ Writing rhymes heavy like
T3, Baatin, and Elzhi\ I be the rhyme synthesizer I size up rhymes to make
them liver so when I cut ya it feels like the barber\
My competition had them all wishing that I would quite this game because I got them
all looking lame like kids walking cripple my girl she got big nipples and she
throws fits when she thinks she got a big pimple those holes in her face are called
dimples\ Most of you Kats got holes in your rhymes and that’s why the XBOX is
Mine



"Thoughts and dreams drip from your mouth, onto my tongue, down my throat to my heart"-symphonygoddess

"I wish I wasn't me sometimes"-BiLal

"The slowest melodies coated me, soothing rhythms stoked the fire in my belly, music was the lamb that made a loin out of me"-esthero

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