You know the time and the place
the rhyme and the face
see this mic in my hand
see the sword by the waist?
what that tell you? Judgin by the stance
to fuck with me, you'll be takin' a chance
takin' a journey, seein' the crossroad, bitin' dust
all this happens when my trigger's pulled, and I bust
Eagle talons rippin' away at your weak wordplay
what you gotta say? Nothin', 'cause you been hit up, lit up
you've fallen and you can't get up,
do so, you'll get split up
I swing blades well, what, you never known
well you will now 'cause out the frame you been blown.