this very drop Has Tha Pace u might just see all my Thoughts Graduate
posers think it's not Bad Ta Fake so I point a lyrical Glock At Ya Face
I'm a Sly Dude that will Die True "Set Mentally" are My Moves
knowing I'll Fly Through like tha "Death Penalty" and Fry Noobs
bound for Abyss is Tha Bitch will yur biography Play Them Gory Endings
u can't make A Fist did Ya Quit I'll take u out like Agent Forty Seven
Tell Liars they'll go through Hell Fire thats my dope someone Else's Lighter
it's what they Should Fear I'll make it a "Good Year" and I don't Sell Tires
they say tha Deals Respect do u Feel Me Yet cuz I can sense yur Recent Plans
as tha Sequence Spans yur abused by Frequent Slams I'm holding a Decent Hand
some foes try to Stack Tha Deck it's like they Pack a Tek u'll Have Ta Check
u might wanna Pass Up Next it's like straight warfare when I get At Ya Text
...just so I don't get rusty