With this rhythm that I’m rippin never slippin from my mission
Flippin’ flows into submission stickin’ strict to this direction
of this complex, lyrical context, soundwaves connection
gotcha ya head knockin’ breakin’ necks

I wreck it on the microphone that’s why ya so impressed
Never steppin’ or swayin’ or givin’ it less than my best
I’ve got my mind made up, i’m movin’ up until I blow up
prepare to be shown up with every flow throw up

up and at em rappin at em, smashing every flow I’m slappin
beat slashin, never jackin’ raps i’m throwin’ at em
so if ya not ready, tread softly off the floor
this style that ya hearin’, it’s pure to the core

i’m raw on the mic, don’t need to say much more
rockin’ to the beat droppin, leavin’ you wantin’ more
got plenty from within, talent packed to the brim
I'm movin in on this rap game prepare contend

The warm sun sets a full moon approaches the sky
Ripping through the night, mustering up the strength to fight the light
Bout damn time time man I've been fiendin for a release
I'm a well mannered man but on the mic I'm a beast

I'm a fierce emcee, no question to that
Inspired by the elements I master this craft
Expertise technique,
no holds barred, nose deep in the flow


I’m addicted to rhyme and I can’t stand the withdrawals
I fixin’ on hittin’ the lab, cuz I’m bad but not flawed
I’m raw with the style, set to relapse with the raps
Lips smackin’ to the track with the beat in the back

Relax, cuz this is just the first of the phase
I gotchu in a trance through the airwaves to make ya body sway
I rock it hard with the rhythm, I hate holdin’ back
I got that old school flava, skinny dude, but my style’s fat

So whatcha got on that? Not a damn thing son
Some got it goin’ on when they’re rippin’ on and on
But I’m the one rippin’ through the beat like a killa with motive
Raps locked armed and loaded, just waitin’ to explode it

I can’t hold it, pressures buildin’ up fast, I’m ready to blast
Don’t pack gats, I just hack atcha with my raps
Until that self image that ya had, is dead, buried, left deep in the past
I’m a butcher on the mic, my freezer’s fillin up fast

The warm sun sets a full moon approaches the sky
Ripping through the night, mustering up the strength to fight the light
Bout damn time time man I've been fiendin for a release
I'm a well mannered man but on the mic I'm a beast

I'm a fierce emcee, no question to that
Inspired by the elements I master this craft
Expertise technique,
no holds barred, nose deep in the flow