Let you bomb first...so impetuous and brolic....
Verses hit you in July and in December make you vomit...
I'm a throttle clutch to bust the succubus without the dick...
For a half a year, BUT IF EYE HIT would make you step up on ya shit...
Because I'm dope in proximity...
Beast in captivity....
Only cat in this battle with meter to his similies...
You play well on Def Poetry Jam but I command a crowd to play like G's in Orange Mound and make you lay it down...
So LAY IT DOWN!!
You aren't even a blip in my perimeter...
Beta block attack with shades of my vocal inhibitors...
That means I leave yo speecheless...
Picture you running thru Georgia topless and Peachless...
Lyrics smack ya grill until you're left with no features...
Nameless and Faceless....
Riffing 'bout my age 'cause you was wack in most cases...
Ejected most spaces...
Attracted mo' space shit....
Then gravitation felt on re-entry of most space ships....