Double or treble,
heavily appointed as an underground rebel,
i keep the fist clenched,
my fist's a wrench,
bench press,double muscle stress,
"say what?"hell nah,you think you the best,
them typa cats gettin hit like pigeons by cars,
huge ego,aint me amego,
ay yo,i keep the beat real close,
untill you notice someone goin at you dawg,
E,
equals an mc sequel,
squared for every hot rhyme he unleashes,
terrorises and you say "what!?!" like you didnt hear it,
you heard it perfectly,
but just speechless of how to come back at him see,
its tactics,
his shit is drastic like airline security,
hit you in unexpected places like mutiny,
its cruel when peeps be actin like they shocked,
but they got hit under the belt and know they got clocked,
Pro is droppin another lesson for those,
who seem confused and just act like they didnt know.

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az