Grab the mic'

[bez]

When I grab the mic, its like kyriptonite, aight?
Burns my hands, cos I'm fire, my flames you admire,
From afar I'm a star shining bright in the night,
But we'll shoot an leave trails, cos Bez prevails with might,
The details are mostly, ghostly, you know me,
Casper's lil homie, matey, scarey karaoke,
You do the okey cokey an you blow you nose,
Cos white will only damage your flows, so just breathe,
Let me lead my peoples to the hip hop temples,
Where Biggie plays cards an Pac rides in limos,
Jam master hits beats while Proof tokes leaf,
Big L and Big Pun just sit and talk streets,
Cos the streets is watchin, what they wanna know?
Is Bez hard, no? I'm just myself, so slow,
Down with your skittin, you acting all fussy,
Bez is quick to steal kittens, an play wit mo pussy,

[LAXCENTRAL]

DAMN... HOMMIE IT WAS PRETTY DOPE...

[Mr. O]

dope shit.

[QuietTruth]

Ohhh shit, haha, nice.

The details are mostly, ghostly, you know me,
Casper's lil homie, matey, scarey karaoke,

My favorite lil bar. But fuck, overall, on point my manz. Good drop.

[bez]

Thanks homies!