Before I start, like to make sure I'm smart

Gather my composure, rather my swagger and my culture

Pivot my fitted, then begin to rivet, with a change of lyric

In other words, I reposition how I sit it, 

Then make u "feel it" Like I mispronounced Filet,

On second thought, I can't make u fill it

Like u diggin' ya own grave, 'less u can Kill Bill it

A night of the living passed the wait

Can u dig it? Why Emcee? Hey,

I do it for my village-

The pennin' is John Lennon, the beat; is the Beatles

Go together like Lennon and the people

In some fresh linens and some John Lennon's fresh outta Seagle's

The pen and the needles...





I'm back at cha, and I Pac' like cap backwards

Like a hat's backwards, you know, when the bats backwards

Yeah, like a bat catchers

The law gotta long arm like a back scratcher

But before I leave mine at home

Like a bad catcher, I think about my zone

Where pimps make scratch off the track like a DJ

Easy, that's my zone rappers

It's my deck...

And if I catch u set trippin' wit my cassette sittin' in a zone rappers:

It's not a threat,

Cuz it'll span ya where I roam rappers, where I hone my skills

They wanna send me back home the devil, is on my heels

The wreckingness thing like in a sequences police, i repeat

We go together like the Beauty and the Beast

Writing is in my veins;

The ink is the diesel, the pen and the needles