K.o.
Yayo
Lay down ho
Dro
Moneyman
god
Son of man
Tucansam

My Words hot
so bizzy
sizzling
Listening might make you dizzy
Ocapelo
Calm,cool,collected
Ima pro respect it
Dont think im official
its called credentials
Check it
Clean as officials whistle
Fast as a missile
Mean as a pit bull
The shit I spit is scary
You say your girl is bad but her back is harry
I laughed
this shit is involuntary
Like gas that I pass in a crowd gathered by the mass
You think im obserd
Yet your stuck on my words
Bitches flock by the herds
You dont deserve
Kneal at my feet
Admitted defeat
My cloths so neat
Your cloths
Well you look like a geek
Discreet
My words burn
Your cooking like meet
Your shaking
I can hear your heart beat
Crazy shit
Life like a maze
Never phased
Sparking a blunt
Get blazed
Self made
Aliens
These people say they are your friends
They ain't
the end
Gotcha
Its Just the beginning
Got me bent
This money
Consider spent
Misery
Let me be
Like puting glasses on for the first time
I can finaly see
Gee
The worlds crazy
But endless for people like me
Like money that grows in trees
Like the endless sea
A cold breeze
Cartoon
I blow you up like a balloon on molly
Me and my soldiers my platoon
im sorry
Yours truly