you need your thirst quenched, this buds for you
your clan's been gassed, watch me hiccup your crew, get it
don't take much to put your ass-into-cuffs
cause your commercialized done had you passing-the-dutch
call your bluff, quit it, all that talk about your stick-ups
i seen your tongue on charles manson, which is proof that you lick-nuts
plus i got some manson in me, they say a crazy-spitter
here's a penny for your thoughts and a twenty for your baby-sitter
cause your childish, you only make my melon-hurt
you couldn't get my props if your face was on jayo felon's-shirt
so let me get to the point like the chin on jay-leno
why you think that when you ask for skins they say-n-o
you been tossed aside like a fucken-disease
and you wouldn't be on top if you was stuck-in-a-weave
so you could get snuffed-in-ya-sleep, up-in-a-dream
i'm kind of like a chick who only blows, chasing nuthin-but-cream

peace.

nah this is the first time i've posted here in ages...i never retired, people may have got that impression because i stopped keystyling in a regular basis, peace.