Wack mcs talking bad about me until I appear like Candyman. Spit a flow in reverse and put the opposition in a bad position. My flow will haunt you worse than poltergeist. I'm trying to be the dopest lyricist alive. A kid with the skills to pay for the heat, lights and the rest of the bills. Kill my appearance I'm a shining spirit. A real man can't fall he stands tall. In booth wack mcs can't rhyme with me with weak lyrics. Your style is played out like the Gumby fade. I shut em down. shut em down, shut em down, shut em down.
