(feat. Latyrx)

[Gift of Gab]

And I come like this



[scratched]

I've got a few things I wanna say



[Gift of Gab]

I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not stay

Cuz the wrath of the gift will be hittin' ya spliff

And a lot of the crews got sprayed and yelled RAID

Like a couple of roaches, as struggle approaches,

A brother'll blow this

Another ferocious jam, I smother the ?grossagran?

I hover above the land of lame emcees that dont blow

I'm poppin' the clip and then bo bo with the gun

And a once in a munch chest, rest in peace

And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees with sounds like these

Run over enemies and I rest in the west

Dark hemisphere, burn wit a fear is nothin but a mere setback

Hear when I'm here,

Earn wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet black

I'm a dog, running through the jungle

Wit a hoodie and black hat choppin down ?noonsies?

Not a frog, cunning yet I'm humble

Gotta do the jewels tack wack talkin clowns

Tip me, I'ma knock 'em all around, bust a front

With a fat blunt swinging on a vine in the homeland

I'ma tack 'em in the sound little punks when the rap bump

Springin on the rhyme I bowl man

Gifted when I'm lifted off a spliff hit,

Reminisce shit, riff with dipshits

This shit is the mischievous style of the gifted,

I'm a whiz kid, get a whiff kid

Swingin' down low, breakin' down flows

With a new flow medley outgrow when you step back

To the black with a fat rap with a fat sack

With a little bit a funk in my napsack

Take it back to the brother land

And I was smotherin' stupid idiots like Tarzan

Givin' back to the brother man and get an