Random Spit!

[bez]

I never go off topic, I'm hotter than hawain tropics,
Not novice, honest, I'm a lion, not lying, but waitin to profit,
Spying from forest's, staying in underegrowth,
My life's fine but been through more grime than London folks,
Son, we do hope, you find your way, your path, and you aint misleaded,
Call me Winston Churchill cos I'm never ever defeated,
The realest, sharper than thumbtacks, and floating,
Gasping for a piece of the pie like a fat kid choking,
Always joking, guess I'm a legend, like Ledger,
But ain't going out until I got my oscar,
Somebody better call I doctor, these lyrics are so ill,
Need a perscription for em, if you fallen, blood will spill,
Over your suede shoes you'll be like an Elvis enemy,
A martyr for hip/hop I'll never be, left that two 2 notorious Mc's, rest in peace,
Please dont envy me, I don't know where I get this energy,
I'm a don but if you add the e-on the game's 'done' effectivly, guess,
This is a recipy for disaster like a terrorist cookbook,
I dumb out in my rhymes but never call me a dumbfuck, cos,
My terror wrists will swing spazilly, come batter me? nahh,
I'll smoke you all, you come close, but no cigar,
String you up like a guitar, my sounds so tremendous,
I'll remix the national anthem like the legend Jimmy Hendrix,
My horrendous flow will pack out ya dome like o2,
Youll see your reflection in my chrome as I roll right past you,
Cos I had to, I got to, be the best rapper from the west, I'm blessed,
Truth? is that I don't know how to start this,
Need to go back years, gimmie a Deloreon or a tardis,
And a Dr to help, who? you cos you gotta hear this,
My demons have made my inside fearless, I really can't feel shit,
Heart shifts beats just to warn my feet, that sittin down won't work,
Gotta run obsurb, through life, and don't sleep, its sumit I do not need,
Call me Nelson Mandela of hip/hop, cos with this drop, I just got freed,
Believe!

[QuietTruth]

I felt madd energy out that shit for real. That was hot.