Another Drop

On These Urban Streets From My Deep Sleep Im Awaking At Last
Suited In Street Clothes For Camouflage Like A Snake In The Grass
My Drive Is To Strive To New Levels, Wheres Theres No Limits To Stop Me
Many Want To Mimick And Copy My Style
One Of A Kind , Versitile Causing An Earthquake So Vile
The Type To Stalk In The Dark ,Like A Crooked Cop Will Wait At Night
Labled As A Lyrical Surgeon See How Im Urging To 'Operate The Mic' ?
Also Physically Fight, We Can 'Exchange Fists' Like A Currency Of Hands
But Im Only Into A Currency Of Money See How My Pockets Currently Expand?
Off The Dome I 'Roll Bars' Like Car Struts, Addicted To My Pen
Equip More Ink Then An Octopus, Im Fully Commited Till My End
Fully Un-resricted , My Tatic Is To Slowley Slaughter Like Dope In Yah Head
Got A MasterMind I 'Brain Wash' Without Putting Water And Soup In Yah Head
Remain Intract From The Contact Of Combact I Leave The Grounds Clear Yo
Even If You Can Take Me Down I Rebound From Ground Zero
Physco Mentality, Wouldnt Have Regrets If I Twist Yah Neck So Hard
My Attitude Is Just 'Off The Hook' Like A Disconnected Bra
Not Tryin Be Intimating But I Wanna Keep Bitches Happy Like Big Dykes
Just Aslong As I Keep Fans With Booth Hands Up Like A Clock At Midnight....