here i come

[tjb]

here i come the, quickest, sickest son of a bitch youve ever heard
words slurred but yet you still concurr
with a flow this cold its like winter its burr
but at the same time the rhymes is so hot there burnt
not straight out of compton ,straight out of the toaster
beat u punk bitches wit this noise commotion
a devltion to the sound you dont usually find
an you might not realize it
till you hit the rewind about a thousand times....
so fuckin amazing
the way i shit on the beats lately gets me so many ladies
crowdin up the studio like it was stage b
an im not ashamed to say im in it for the fame gs
then ill do it for hip hop as soon i break see
you must be confused, your gonna lose
if you think youll break me
the haters change relate they love i think they made me