I express like an interstate  Hyper when I venilate  My rap pieces penetate and infiltrate your mental state  Just to reitterate  That I innovate  Bonin' broads when they men-estruate  I speand a great time with the rhyme  More than I did any female  I derailed your train of thought  Because your brain was caught  On some other man's thinking  Now your third eye is blinking  My rhymes be kicking like a brother's breath be stinking  I get funky for sure while you're *sniff* unsure  If you got beef, chief, then let that shit unthaw  This track was a broad  I'd be bonin the shit out of it  Bang, bang, bang then see what I can get out of her  probably some scratch clothes and some J's  I got six thousand ways to rhyme  Choose one  I stand out like a nigga on a hockey team  I got goals, and I can like a pop machine  I come clean  Like a fiend in Chi I'm down with rehab  My stutter styles crazy  Cause that's right, we bad, we bad  Pryor to Richard I was that crazy nigga  Cause I kick ass  And when i wreck other rappers be like whiplash!  Verse Two:  It's like I come I come to the party in a b-boy stance  I rock on the mic and make the gils want to dance  It's like I come I come to the party in a b-boy stance  I rock on the mic and make the gils want to dance  Me without a lyric, is like a nigga without a beeper  I'm a blow this shit out, cuz I'm the joint like reefer  If Barry White was in the mob  I still would be deeper  Cause i had lyrics back when i used to run with Keyvin  MC's step to me, butt-ass naked like "What's up?"  I said, "You know you done fucked up  Now I'm sayin, "You know you done fucked up"  Everybody that here be say I'm Jams like the NBA  Cause I'm on fire  If I was a Michelan I wouldn't tire  It's funny how time flies  Well I'm as fly as time  I don't believe in role models  But if I do, then I'm mine  I make brothers say "True"  They be you and be like fiction  I want 'spect and dead presidents  Like Richard Nixon  I'm a coach not a player  Not a gay mc, I'm straighter  My style is similiar to AIDS  You can f with it now  But catch you later  You can't touch this, cuz this is what I'm feelin bro  I'm the man, you need me I'll be on the fifth flo'  Just chillin  Even if it's played out it's not the word to play so peace  I'm out to Dirty Burgers I'ma give my change to Reese