BARZ....

INK SPITTERS NO QUITTERS, I PUNCH EM' WITH THE ONE ON ONE FIST UP HITTER.... DERANGED FROM SOLITARY CONFINEMENT, THE STARS I POWER UP TO IS PART OF MY EVERY DAY ALIGNMENT.... I'M JUST GETTING STARTED WHILE SIPPING ON THE RAW YAK, THESE MUTHFUKA'S DON'T WANNA SEE ME WHEN I DRAW MY PEN FROM MY DIEAGO BACKPACK... SCRIBBLING YOU A NOTE THEN STAMP IT ON YO' LETTERHEAD, ALL LEDGENDS RISE FROM THE UNDERWORLD LEAVING SCENTS WHEN WALKING AMONG THE LIVING DEAD... INTOXICATING WHERE YOUR CEREBRAL CAN'T MAINTAIN NEW INFORMATION, WHO THAT BE THAT THINK THEY SHIT IS SWEETER THAN THE INK FROM MY VERBAL ASSASSINATION... I'M THE VORTEX THAT SPINS ADJECTIVES INTO KODAK PICTURES THAT DON'T NEED DEVELOPING, AND ANY TIME I SPIT ON A PAGE YOU BEST BELIEVE IT BE SWELTERING.....