verse 1
With every post,
U boast the most-This kid is comatoast…
Im known to smoke…
An rep 306 from coast 2 coast…
I beat my fo’z
It aint a secret tho…
Not one be-lo…
I break it down
soo call me decompose…- ( binary star)….
I freak the flows…
Until the speakers-blown-reached the zone
I’d fck ur bitch
but like prosthetics…I don’t need a’ bone…-
I GRAB MY BOOKZ..
AND AS HE LOOKS
I GOT HIM SHOOK
COZ SUSPECT’S A HALF WAY CROOK
As I age,it grows harder
I flow smarter…
im runnin shit
so call me coach carte r
I git paper
I spit with the sick flavour
killed more mc’s
Then that tsunami that hit asia-
verse 2
Non-stop
Lyrical-onslaught
The bomb-dropped-Looks like the underdog
Isn’t *on* top…
I rock the whole-land..
you have no –chance..
I beat you ..soo many times
I have to count with my both hanfd
The Timing is playoffs.
Ya rhyming is way-off…
Ur full of shit…
Like when freeze
said he was signing-with-k-os
My flowz gritty…
i got no pity…
claim ur going places…
ya don’t even rep ur own city
I teach-lotz…
When tha beat-dropz-….
I hope they have a studio..
So FReeze can put an album out in detox
I spit clever-topics…
I got tha better logikz…
if ur kingtagis…
Guess tha real heads…never caught-it
…don’t have to worry…
my style’s-scary…
ill run ur crew outta..regina.
like djFresh&Calgary..
verse 3
When it comes herb , I got the strongest medicine-So watch me light it up….
Like my name is Thomas Edison..
Lace the vocals..
Wait till my dj drop-kuts…
Stand infront of a sope tag
Coz ya crew is all washed –up…
Wanksterz…u will never hold-a-glock….
If u can get girls…
how come on ur cover
they wer photo-shopped…
learn to spit…
u kud never serve me kid…
big L had 35 bodies…
look at ur jersey..ur 36…
