When I first came in
I was on some f* you praise me type sh*t
When the words came quick
I was on some f* you pay me type sh*t
I have tight skills
I conduct tight sh*t
I write like this to give Black's white eyelids
The fight is
I must provide wise sh*t
My life spins before I carol night skits
The light is
I parrot life's gifts
Like Farrakhan on chariots with knights pissed
Beside this
I riot minds bliss
But sh*t
I sit still like the maggots fly sh*t
The slightest lie pitch
With result in my bitch
My mind switch with results that might drift
From itist to crisis
Like Mike's lift
I'll slam dunk on you
Moms and Pops
Stand up and run from you
My fist release sist
Some think it's the lightest
You couldn't stump on it
My wits and wish list number guns in all sizes
My sis didn't help me write this
My fix to an unwise bitch
Is a punch in his spin's midst-
I'm not pissed
boss haven't slip
but I will issue the pink slip
to a punk acting snitch.
-boss ain't gone-
-I'm still here like roll on-
____________________ Like me if you want to, hate me if you can"t. I"m so three dimentional; your mental avalanche. Play-time is over a pink slip will be on your door. carfulimin"nmyownbiz. Read more of me bpc.com.
