Spit sumit.

[bez]

When the time is right I'll put up my fists to fight,
I'll come home and write about my ferocious night,
But no hype will make the poem, straight facts on screen,
I read other peeps flows knowin the Soprano's just got jacked one scene,
Come clean on my rhymes, cos I write wit will,
Doc's cant produce cures cos my flows so ill,
Everyone on the board knows Bez's drops can kill,
Got lots to fufil so just tryin to suceed,
In this life of murdering, rape and greed,
New born babies cryin cos dey can't seem to feed,
Mothers a nip/tuck dumb fuck, got new giant boobies,
What the fucks going on, why people changin there looks,
Ignorant people need to grow the fuck up,
Every person is born beatiful, but were obsessed with beauty,
Artifically are brains are overloaded wit crulty,
We all can't be celebraties so quit gettin sliced,
Ya can have all the surgery in the world, peeps still wont look twice,
Your money could be spent on such a better life,
Your kids college tuition, a new home thats nice,
But your a hoe to the big time so your stuck in your ways,
Under the knife then in pain for a series of days,
Why ain't anybody seeing past this craze?
Botox does shit to enhance your face,
Makes your skin look rubber, makes you look dumber,
But you think your hot so you book another,
Oh brother, when you gunna learn that you look just great,
Won't even finish off your plate cos ya concerned about your weight,
I'm long gone past degrate now I just fucking hate, you.