Ya ama go into d hot rap block|all ye rap kids,time to run home to mama|coz am here wit my rap hammer|rap lords shiver whenever i wanna flow|coz my stiffs pierces lyk a lasers glow|when i spit,i make other rappers broke|now all they do is smoke|coz my flows tight|i control d raplight|so all raplords,sit back&listen to king of words|

[color=#990000][/color]Eyow boW Down to Mc Trash cos soon ima be the king,i wear the ring and i can tell whats all ya'l gona bring,who wants 2 be a witness(weed nerse)wen i spit neourotoxic rhymes which paralysis ua nerves,rap till god gv me what i deserve,im new in this game lyk a cd with no scratch,im the holly priest so preaching my holly verses,my rhymes quentch ua thirst,if ua dope thats what im seeking,hiphop legacy is leaving,ill torture ua brain until u stop thinking,im ilmatic il kill u while ua dreaming,my mind is wreth so im bleedin,to win a battle against me is a dream ua wishng,im nt playin 4 barcelona bt il show u messi wen im winning