Yo, comin off tha top of the head..

Millions of people fall victim to bloodshed

I'll leave more dead than a nuclear warhead

We'll all be killed if i turn it up full tilt

God knows i got this rap shit sewn like a quilt

You prolly wonderin if i'm versatile, no question

My styles adapt like luxury car suspension

Kick tha type of shit that blow a microphone to bits

If it's close enough to kiss, I'll walk away wit chapped lips

I slap in clips and get down, you hear the sounds of rounds

Hittin niggaz and niggaz hittin the ground

Copperfield niggaz disapear like magic

As soon as i pull the sem-automatic out tha jacket

I got you illin like King Kong is climbin ya buildin

Movie directors recordin me screamin "Keep filmin!"

They love to see me rock mics cuz I rock it right

Curious people pause like cars at stop lights

Cuz it's bangin in the way you wouldn't believe

To rate my tape, you gotta combine combine 5 source magazines

Thats 25 mics total

I got average niggaz wit 4 mics sayin that I'm immortal

Fatal as carbon monoxide

*jamaican voice* I gun shot ya now,

ya backside, from a bullet travel at mach 9