freestyle

yo son im gettin bored, ur name is forgotten
you stinkin up this stage naw u fuckin rotten
my skills will get ur kids singin my jingles
o my bad i ment ur girls the one i mingle
its kinda funny now i know why u single
cuz u jotten down rymes that i eat like a pringles
so dont quit ur day job or else ull be livin in poverty
im tripple X man my lrycis are like a novelty

yo im a pro i stay choosin the level
your flow in wack
I stay pedal to the metal
bout to pop off like a tea kettle
cuz the stove is overheated
im a currupt doctor i be given out diseases
depite the fact wen ur ill u look for jesus
ill be the one chillen at his door wit ur girls fetus