Each word from my throat impregnates authoring growth,
Period. the Man is tampon, filler - forcin a flow,
Yaga the converse of dope don’t ked w/ the pros,
yall Spud Webb, we won’t see ya skill in the post.
So you two d!cks can jerk but could neva give birth,
evidence = Yaga the mod that killed OM’s worth,
Like the Sopranos series you start hard but end soft,
Actin’ like a Big P()ssy then you’ll get hit off
Theman? ask Fat Joe you’re a waste of a Big Pun,
You got bad habits like Magic ****in’ some sick nuns,
I aint Mike Jack n I won’t hit you w/ Kid gloves,
Yaga can’t spit cuz he packs more d!cks than Brit does, (u suck)
I’m an apethamine to this forum, an enemy to the corpses,
a pregnant teen still exploring, a legacy to the bosses,
a weapon protecting any transgression you pansies tossin’
Your memory is aborted, (if) you mention me in your thoughts b!tch
Don’t you know Prop and me can’t ever been beat,
Tap your head and you still aint cumin’ off like we,
It’s Common to Be all you can be but use sense,
Cuz I see dead people w/o using my sixth sense.
080, I should erect a life style stain glass pic of my azz,
Cuz you worship the $hit I drop like a stomach sick in mass,
I’m Lebron, you’re the Cavs, (I’m) Mark Cuban you’re the Mavs,
your muthaf@ckin’ future, present and your past