Aussie, jamaicain, Hip Hop, reggae, positive vibes with alternative tang, bringin nothin but hotness, phat beats combined with ill rhymes, punchlines, batles, v
Man u wouldnt b dope, if u was selling some weed..
Ya name's NVS, 'cos u jealous of me..
Full of resentment n greed, u's the green eyed monster..
So I'll leave you full of shells, like deep fried lobster..
I'm violent on tracks, & I go wild when I rap..
whyle u couldn't drop heat, burnin' vinyl on wax..
I'll drive a knife in ya back, str8 rupture ya spleen..
Stomp ya skull in ya sleep, yea I'm crushin' ya dreams..8
Yo I'm TOO sick nicca, U aint fuckin wit me..
NVS a pussy rapper, prolly stuck in a tree..
I'm bustin this geek, wide open when I smoke him..
Like dope n then I'll choke him, wit a rope 'til throats is broken..
Don't talk until you spoken.. to by Zulu..
My crew is too true, while you is doo-doo..
Yo my eminant style, is just too wicked n wild..
& like a ship into ice, I'm str8 up wreckin this guy..16
It's time u recognized my.. skill is too ill..
The sickest nigga spittin, kill you, zulu will..
I aint fuckin' round nicca, I'm in this battle to win..
Whyle this faggots in the back room, straddlin gimps..
Suckin' like a vacuum, he's at it again..
But yo u really do suck... wit my sack on ya chin..
Stick an axe in the back of ya shin,'cos u the envious one..
I'm tha mack in this bitch, & thats the end yo I'm done..24
