i'm just a bastard who writes
and will run thru your chick, faster than light
don't care about your preference, sado-masochist or dike
flyness, or wing, whether you fascist or right..
nicka, i will burn you, spit on your casket in spite
score with ya moms, i've filled more baskets than mike
jordanesque, i soar in jets
do alotta travellin, ignoring refs
speak in slang to foreign press..
hit the snooze button through your boring set
catch up on some much needed sleep
the way i'ma save hip-hop is a much needed feat
all in a days work..
swooped in a few days after May jerks
remember what Morpheus said, this may hurt
in order to own your masters, you gotta slave first...


god...




the underscore is imminent!!!