I be silent like
stealth screwin
On the silencer
annticipatin
For the kill now
I'ma have to sicence
Ya packin more heat
than the sun
That's my word you
stepped in my patch
And got instantly
murdered
Now that your dead
I'm so glad
Cause you deserved it
you was worthless
Had you taken out
due to
A nervous destintive
purpose you's a bad
Mother freaker
true indeed my brotha
I punish the punisher
he comith the summoner
I played around
with death
As if it was a game
like chess
Not even bullet
proof rest
Can protect your chest
I bring the pain
Like baby tasha up
on the mic andum
Brooklyn keeps on
talking it
And me too came
to get some me
Without the mic
be like the smif
Without the wessun
wetting niggaz
With my rhymes
I'm lyrically handsome
The king plus
the ransome now
Follow the movement
from the Africa
To cauton stomp
ya feet
Say drunken
for the kingdom tiger
For your soul
throw your first
We the champion
buck buck buck buck~
A yo how many MC's
must
I run through
befor they figure out
There ain't no freakin
with my crew
One two
I break it down
And set it off
for all my peoples
Coz when I grab
the mic
There won't be no
kind of sequels kooya
Roscoe umali
the freshest flipino
You better know
your role like
Rob deniro in casion
ain't no equals
I keep it
raw wit styles
You can DIG that word
to drunken tiger
And my D J
James JHIG~