4 Years and I'm back-All Hallowz Eve

[JCyn]

Most people on here won't remember me, but I recognize a few names... I use to battle and collab with some of ya'll anyway... I had to drop somethin' since I ain't been here in 4 years.

Aye yo' I'm back actin' stupid like Jack Black on crack sacks.
Black, black! The sound of my ghat call it my strap tracks.
That's that, anymore note'll have your ass flat.
Back at, the place that you started before your ass got,
born in this life of sin. Look at the streets I'm in.
Bring out the beast within,
I'll never sleep again.
Cause there ain't no rest for the wicked,
I've shifted my vision from makin' dollars to makin' sure that you listen.
I been gone but returned with an "S" on my chest.
That's the Sicc not Superman, where they breedin' the best.
And if you thought that I left, with no fuckin' regrets.
Well you was wrong homie, here I am reppin' the West!

Hit me up...

 

[JCyn]

I'm just gone keep postin' dogg.... At least till I get back to the crib so I can record some shit....

All I need is one mic, and one beat. Deliver the heat.
Fire from my mouth, like I been sippin' Texas Pete.
Man there's hell to be, when you testin' me.
Yeah you can take a bite, but you can't digest the beef.
I seen too many actors who typin' like they a rapper.
Yeah he can type quick, but spits sound like Michael Jackson.
He got a bitch voice, and lyrics delivered kinda half-ass.
I've had better sounds that crept out the back of my ass-crack.
Aye if you think all I do is type, I promise you wrong.
You'd even be shocked, if you heard a verse from my worse song.
While you monkey around, dogg I reign like King Kong.
Man you goofy and gay, I can tell by your pink thong.