Yah
Like that y´all
Uh huh
Like...that
Fort minor, sob
Yah
Like this..listen

Mike- attention please
I only need a second
To make a mental impression directly on any record so
Gimme space to move, room to prove i´m stupid with the p´s and q´s
Ladies and gentlemen i´m sendin´ you bendin´
Pretendin´ the pen is a needle i´m injectin´ the venom
And i´ll be damned if i let another man get to me
I´ll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry
I´m back with fury attack quickly
Sick with a bic pen all up in your shit man
Ya never knew the flow was sick as this (bitch listen)
And now i´m lettin´ you know
Gotta grip on these tracks
That you wish you got
Gotta clique full of assholes, i kid you not
So when that mixtape´s done and that album drops
Ryu and tak and me got it loaded and locked
Believe it

Ryu- you still breathin´? i´m cockin´ and squeezin´
(? ) nope, i don´t give a fuck who sees it
Broad days sittin´ sideways
Stuffed in a small cave for three fuckin´ weeks ´til you reek like dog waste
Really, i put a punk in his place
Let´s see if he freestyles with a pump in his face
Got somethin´ to say? please. better keep it a secret
The streets got hideous ways of handin´ him beef bits
So eat shit, hate it or love it
The underdogs on top
Gettin´ faded tellin´ people to suck it
Buckin´ ´em down for real while you fuckin´ around
I´m stuck in the house for months tryin to sharpen my skills
So how does it feel?
You maynes wanna claim my throne
You got a better chance gettin
Danny hayes on the phone
Good luck. i flame suckers ´til they´re black and crispy
Sneakin´ heat up in the club like a flask of whisky

Tak- i´m here to crack the roof in
You got a nice watch, but your raps are useless
You better cut the crap ´fore i snap some nooses
And leave you (? ) losin´ on some afternoon sheee-it
I hit the streets with a (cake and batter?) for fun
Just to spit bleach in his face
It´s lunchtime punk, open the face
Hit you with a punchline ´til you choke on your teeth
Catch me at the show rockin´ in that tipsy mode
Like angels and demons unlockin´ davinci´s code
One drop in the (cannister?) people split the globe
Blowin´ every planet to shit once i hit the road
You in the tight bitch, cut you with apathy
I´m on the night shift see i hustle like cassidy
So kick that shit sound and let the west coast see
One of the illest mayne
Ribkat from sob