Yo,I was touched on the temple by forces unknown,
got wisdom in the dome,
and im feeling all alone,
rap bound,
im real like this ground,
we proceed to walk on,
talk on,live on,
raise your future kids on,
and do what we do,
nuttin better then passing on the mic like its a case of the flu,
clue,
you knows its me when the beat is ill,
and sense is bein dispersed,
in the illest verse,
i proceed to spit flames,
an animal untamed,
released in this city,
live life how i wish untill somebodys hits me,
then i flip out like a faggot got called a gay,
and start landing fists like im cassius clay,

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