Gulf spill last time I opened my grill/ that slick talk professional skill/ 2 piece from the Catskill makes bicuspids spill/ For greasy talk like I’m over the hill/ Nyquil addicts on Craftmatics counting sheep,see my burnt up face in your sleep/ The side effects from the heat when I speak/ speech reeks of smoke and ash, time reads 7 and a ½ / half man half math,/ of late rappers half-ass,/ soulja-boy tell ems, ignorant about the draft/ no sassafras a laughing matter I'm not,/ rather a punchline scatter your knot/ I gather you'd rather not say my name in the shit you pop/ I hot box and splatter your snot box/ Rock Box age, I’m Jam Master Jay on a page/ been engaged in word-war might be one of your faves/ I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a slave to break beats/ Lyte as a rock, light on the feet knocking out sheep/ Niggerittis , side effect from eating weak rappers/ what I write is gingivitis, how ill the chatter,/ lather your dome,knuckle shampoo, condition your gray matter/ the number letter combo weakens your bladder/ I shatter egos seven-3-oh so guilty of the seventh deadly sin/ superbia, inordinate self esteem, devilish grin,/ naked gin in the system, DNA is a composition, complex character, nonfiction/ no fibbing about bricks n slinging but still singing/ "kick in your jaw waving the 4" if there’s friction/ no kidding, splitting hairs, spitting so precise / not a nigga here as nice in boasting in write, who wonna rhyme fight?.../ ignite this fire, graduate with 4th degree burns/ from this school, emcees leave fricasseed in urns/ breathe, eat, shit text it's in my blood & sperm/ nut look like alphabet soup on your moms perm/
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