I can see elzhi, baatin, t3, remakin’ slowdown
Slum village; Detroit; new millennium Motown
Foes frown, tantrum’s they throw cuz of the showdown
They can’t draw quick enough; dazed cuz of the soul sound
Whoa now; who got the ill beats, skills with pronouns
With a fan base from intellects to bottom feeding low brows
The 4 pound? That ain’t what I pack. I got a cd
trinity; that new hot joint straight from sv
one! (piano) luv is in the house, g
with harmony and tainted ideas of how it oughtta be
can’t slaughter me, i live eternally, ya’ll ain’t harmin’ me
an ironman with supreme clientele, just no wallabees
a star like dirk, minus the porn runnin’ the disco
ya’ll some chicken emcees, ya’lls back coated with Crisco
still ain’t hot, career face death, cousin to slumber
sv drop now you from the d?, all on the lumber
no wonder ya’ll can’t get live, die or retire
scandalous like last nights hoes up in the choir
I spit fire, drink propane, u must be insane
Not buying that new slum village? Your life is too lame
What is this? A verse with me just spittin’ the truth
ultimate rhymes b jawin’ u, and jarrin’ ya tooth……