Words do the talkin when I'm on these tracks verbally mind stalkin
Legs are moving; but eyes are closed...You niggas keep sleep walkin
Through my peripheral I see you schemin
Neveruary 31st, 19Never9 was the last time your shit was even close to being equal to mine
So keep dreamin'
Solid Snake with rap hate, leaving your body steamin

Throw up a TRIANGE cuz...
City of Angeles hangs sluts in abstract angles
There his body dangles / Never do what he does...
E be the letta
He be the man holdin a Beretta up at ya retina
Making baodies "flip out" on some Kung Fu shit like Capoeira
007's been my era since the New Millennium
I like to travel from the masses straight into the hearts of dumb asses
Watch me commute / And I'm sorry, your rhymes of nothingness placed here just won’t compute...
Someone put salt their game and made them lames dilute / I'm fuckin em' in SLOW - MO, Makin a hoe go back into "Pentium 2" < No Homo > lol
My own horn I don't have to toot / I let my mouth take aim and let my words shoot
Can't process my progress?
I digress just to stress the fact that me dominating is effortless
This is a Test
And my jam knocks
I'm knockin muthafuckas out their damn socks
He say She say / But I slay
'Flyguy' Antonio Fargas guttin your carcass from now until the month of May
Boy wanna keep crying wolf...Until them wolves come out and play


The Zen Master