i raise levels
that'll push you out the sewers
mad maneuvers revered
like state troopers
when pulled to the side
i analyze the toughest (lex) lugers
out for revenge against the supers
no invisible black ink
i write with the blood of cougars
what'll suit cha
might be tight around ya neck to detect
like willie lynch
making the self the greatest threat to suspect
my cataleptic response
turns people off like an engine
stallin' in the grip of turbulence
like 9/11
pending
against the grain
tires motion for reverse transmission
on ball-bearings of mercury rain
the vision's bubblegum effects
is seen thru severed fish lenses
iodine cleansing spirits with the lyrics that i'm sending
kickin 70 yard field goals
i'm out of ya range
the wildest horse on the ranch you fear is hard to contain

Just trying out new styles....peace.