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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