smack fire out your ass put ur shyt on blast
cats are tired and i just go til i lash
shape shift im make shift and ur shyt crash
ur a ho son put u on tha track
in a stack til u mash i breeze thru a rook or a vet
you should retire cuz u havent reached adolescence yet
lawd have mercy it hurts B when i show no mercy
and rip u one bar and u cant even out do me
put emotion behind it and you turn to another sport playin rugby or bein a mascot
bitch im ugly wit this shyt.. and make mad noise-pimp u like jayz style in the parkin lot
cuz emcees aint hot and their style slow jams
and i dont give a fuck i just grand slam
put it all in one paragraph and cover everything like cooking spray pam
all stuck up in it like ur toe jam
ell..
im so nasty
but ur wackness just provokes me
hold it like a cactus
and i act like everynite is cabbage night
eggs on ur house steal ur childs night lite
light brite-u an actress in them tight whites
speedos im stupid explore the regions
bitches hatin on the sidelines
like my groupies
prolly wanna eat me out
anyway i school them
rudegirl pushin the lyrical margin
this is so easy i just to talk shyt'
off the dome just cuz i felt liek it
come on peeps give me some real competition
maybe DVS as Demon but thats about it.
forreal.
and this is keystyle dont make get in deep
national inquirer just go like a spelling bee
or national geographic
my shyt like confetti
pinatas all up in your soul drawers bangin em with the cleaver meat
cut them doen to size leave them drowinin knee deep
i aint sweet but sometimes i gotta release
and the first demise be wack emcees
good grief!
=P u know i gotta have fun, keystyle status