-INTRODUCTION-
cant stop these wicked thoughts..Fuck it man check out the insanity of one man making his last stand...
-HOOK-
so sinister thoughts of wicked kurupt type theroies...shut the fuck up and hear me/
write bout everything i know and try and entertain..the industrys got me going insane/
more haters then friends wearing gators after my ends..the diplomat of rap is back just look for my lac/
thoughts are sinister spitting knowledge into every listeners ear..clear ya mind so you can hear/
this genius in the game but let me switch gears..picture me sippin Schlitz in my Cadillac Burrittz/
trying to sell out concerts till the rap game is conquered..no shame you know my name cooking up shit like betty crocker..everyday making cuts like a doctor/
constently persue my riches watch for snitchs..spinnin off 2-Eleven and Mickeys Ice..smoking sticky and i'm feeling nice/
in a booth i'm "Killin You Softly" like Dave Chappelle..posting more threads then the number of criminals who post bail/
Blue Nose Enterprises watch the stock split after it rises..the real deal no surprises or gimics on the mic I was born to spit shit fuck a critque/
the industry is WEAK..encouraging me to SPEAK..with a technique so unique it causes you to think/
chillin with a beanie on my head and a chain on my neck..busy in the studio trying to earn some respect/
lace a MP3 so sicc it scares my enemies..i'll die living in infamy shot in the chest holding a cup full of hennessy/
calling all haters jerrys kids cause they cant stand next to me...thinking of schemes full of trecheary lible to get me in the penatentary/
put in time on my divine rhyme..second lp looking to get signed..with skills so tight its just a matter a time/
got blue nose blood pumping in my vains..subliminal messages staining ya brain...straight out the city of rain/
Tac Town chilling in my LAC smoking a BLACK..spittin sophistacated shit on any given track/
semalies anologies and methaphors focused dodging enemies and whores...visions of me on a beach living in galoure/
So Sinister when my flows get in ya you'll run to ya minister..asking for salvation cause you dont know what you facing/
riddles got you pacing in a room full of concentration...gotta SHUT EM DOWN like Do or Die..holding a mic with red eye exposing the truth till I die/
a true MC nose blue but you cant even see a origional individual out the 2 5 3...fingers twisted asking who wanna ride with me?/
-HOOK-
so sinister thoughts of wicked kurupt type theroies...shut the fuck up and hear me/
write bout everything i know and try and entertain..the industrys got me going insane/
more haters then friends wearing gators after my ends..the diplomat of rap is back just look for my lac/
cant stop these wicked thoughts..Fuck it man check out the insanity of one man making his last stand...
-HOOK-
so sinister thoughts of wicked kurupt type theroies...shut the fuck up and hear me/
write bout everything i know and try and entertain..the industrys got me going insane/
more haters then friends wearing gators after my ends..the diplomat of rap is back just look for my lac/
thoughts are sinister spitting knowledge into every listeners ear..clear ya mind so you can hear/
this genius in the game but let me switch gears..picture me sippin Schlitz in my Cadillac Burrittz/
trying to sell out concerts till the rap game is conquered..no shame you know my name cooking up shit like betty crocker..everyday making cuts like a doctor/
constently persue my riches watch for snitchs..spinnin off 2-Eleven and Mickeys Ice..smoking sticky and i'm feeling nice/
in a booth i'm "Killin You Softly" like Dave Chappelle..posting more threads then the number of criminals who post bail/
Blue Nose Enterprises watch the stock split after it rises..the real deal no surprises or gimics on the mic I was born to spit shit fuck a critque/
the industry is WEAK..encouraging me to SPEAK..with a technique so unique it causes you to think/
chillin with a beanie on my head and a chain on my neck..busy in the studio trying to earn some respect/
lace a MP3 so sicc it scares my enemies..i'll die living in infamy shot in the chest holding a cup full of hennessy/
calling all haters jerrys kids cause they cant stand next to me...thinking of schemes full of trecheary lible to get me in the penatentary/
put in time on my divine rhyme..second lp looking to get signed..with skills so tight its just a matter a time/
got blue nose blood pumping in my vains..subliminal messages staining ya brain...straight out the city of rain/
Tac Town chilling in my LAC smoking a BLACK..spittin sophistacated shit on any given track/
semalies anologies and methaphors focused dodging enemies and whores...visions of me on a beach living in galoure/
So Sinister when my flows get in ya you'll run to ya minister..asking for salvation cause you dont know what you facing/
riddles got you pacing in a room full of concentration...gotta SHUT EM DOWN like Do or Die..holding a mic with red eye exposing the truth till I die/
a true MC nose blue but you cant even see a origional individual out the 2 5 3...fingers twisted asking who wanna ride with me?/
-HOOK-
so sinister thoughts of wicked kurupt type theroies...shut the fuck up and hear me/
write bout everything i know and try and entertain..the industrys got me going insane/
more haters then friends wearing gators after my ends..the diplomat of rap is back just look for my lac/
