This is the original .doc ... I changed some parts as I was recording it to go better w/ the flow.


money long, patience short
this my world, but you can take a tour
if you aint got heart in the art what you make it for
this aint a game so go play a sport
you probably tryin to remember this and make it yours
i came with force, tryin to take a horse and make a porche
you tryin to take a whore and make amor
this aint rap, it's playacore
i was made to score,
like a game clock
you think you got metaphors? dont quit your day job
this is why my life aint the same as yours
you can't pay the price....you dyin to have it,
i didnt want it when i coulda had it
u understood? coo. im just makin sure



no text book definition - for my rhythm
my flows are crazy so i was loco when i writtem
most yall either got no skill or it's real well hidden
this is yo eviction, good riddance


yes i rap but don't call me a rapper
don't ask no questions, even if i have the answer
they devide the fans and you know what comes after
rap end up dead gone n conqoured
fuck green ugs gimmie green converse
im sick of these fake ass no talent bastards
the new era of rap is nothin but homo thugs and actors
i'm just self-medicating like a pill poppin doctor
lip syncin to disco beats at their 3d concerts
i can spit fast too but dont call me a chopper
they askin for da money back at ya free concert
its time to convert, so im at ya door like jehovas and fed ex
ding ding bitch, i got a delivery... and it's a heavy package
ima fight for this life till i aint got one breath left
fat lady singin instantly when the tool man pull back ratchets
end set...adios, peace out, farewell faggots
(the rest is freestyle)