this board is lackin what i call skills/
a bunch of rich white kids livin it up on the top of the hills/
just the thought of my name brings fear to ya heart and colaspes the brain/
im so nice i spit bullets shoot ya threw the internet and leaves ya floor wit a nice big red stain/
fuck wit me and know whos the king wit the longest reign/
conflict the most horror and pain/
so one mans fear is another mans epic/
got yall sayin aimon your such a prick/
talkin shit on your first post/
and ya takin over this boards host/
batlle me? think again you wont come even close/
cause i think threw my technic/
aint got no dimonds or ice cause i aint sheek/
prounce the flow corecttly, ya go insane and be come some freak/
loony like one of those toons or shaky like tweak/
got time? to understand this yall need a week/
squit some more ya life line is lookin bleek/

ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four.../
thats how many seconds it takes for you to hit tha flo/
thats how many years itll take for you to blow/
and thats how many niggas want you dead, you just dont kno/
so sick with the flow, so take yo ass home/
before i SEND you home with two holes in ya dome/
you aint fuckin with the greatest..but you still gone lose/
22" on the truck, candy paint drippin blue/
me and my whole crew come through dressed in black/
black dickies, black mask, black gat...and thats that/
cocked the gun back, as i hop out the black lac/
with all kinds of black toys stuffed in the back pack/
back back...before i pistol whip ya with a ruger/
chiefin buddah in the couger, disturbin the peace like ludda.../
cris..thats what i sip..you could say that im rich/
disrespectin a pimp will get you smacked like a bitch/
i read the first line of ya flow, yo, it was so weak/
i didnt bother to read the rest...look just dont speak/
dont type, dont write...nigga thats all i can say/
you just mad cause my ice shine bright like some Puruvian Yay!/

BIATCH!