make sure the first words thats picked for the verses are sick, early servin persons if you never heard of a spic, its the return of the spit murderer, kick words that are script, cursive or print, murkin the hits, workin my wrist, this a permanent Turn of events purposely did, Emerging w/urgency cuz its an emergency bitch lerkin like a certain serpant urban myth out of the mist currently now, researchers doubt i exist, see im a nerd with the words so herbs are nervous as shit, born with a gift, but its like ive been cursed on my lips before this, never been an occurance of this, never has a person lived that's born perfect to spit. Til now, its been a minute since i been up in it, sicker than a cynic pissin dirty in a clinic, this a warning for the gimmicks, that new rapper nigga isn't worthy for a minute, if you want it then come get it (get it!) i'm back on the streets, now stop runnin ya noise, no one touchin ya boy what you a catholic priest? no never, flow sever, code red alert, earth you'll need a legion at least, uh, unless ya punk chest wants ya breathin to cease i suggest all your peeps advise on what you are doin, so it's time you open your eyes and get accustom to viewing, proving I'm using the music grind of Russell and Ruben the crowd is booing towards everyone that's not providing the same type of fire off the tongue that I'm spewing. that's why the inside of my stomach is brewing my rhymes feel like a highlight reel of Jordan dunking on Ewing you wanna ask me what city you in? I'm from Ozone homie, that's my home homie. It's not for a tourist, the city radio promoters will stiff ya like rigamortis but real niggas support us, cause real spit is important not silly shit in a chorus, if that was the focus homie well then i wouldnt record it, ya oughta be accordingly kneeling before us, you're like the shell of a tortis meeting the wheel of a Taurus Rims? i rather be pushing the wheel of a fortune for my family that matters to me whats more important is my aura that's in accordance to my recordings then I'll be more excited to see green than a florist in a forest. the feeling of seeing veterans killin it on the corners, not militants marijuana, real shit with endurance the pain we've endured during performance to rock the crowd enormous that sing along with the chorus we all question who the lord is, remember the time i was too poor to afford to pour pourage i encourage that you best rearrange yo raps am go back like Anglo sax and Kangol hats. We can't go back, rest in peace to the 90's but golden era's soul is still living inside me, Yo!