PRIME:
Ugh
MDOT
Supreme Sniper

And the PRIME
We gon’ set it off right
Let the Beat go Ugh...

This is Hip Hop

B-Sides yo!
B-Sides Ugh!

{it just is what it is}

Listen

I got Bark and a Bite
And the Ink in the Pen I use to Write stay Blacker than
Wesley Snipes {Ugh}

Truth is Stranger than Fiction
The Rule is Right
Can’t be faded
Flow is colorful
Like it’s Gang Related
Offset not insinuated
Constipated
My shit out now
The rhymes are favored
Rapping Curly Fry Rings ‘round Rappers
Hint of data
Wack emcees get Skin Potatoed
Kick nothing but real ish
Spit Verbatim
Heads know what the deal is
List him Greatest
I’m like EPMD when they went for Major
Seen the green-eyed bandit turn into Green Lantern
Now it’s mumble rap
See Future, Designer Panda, Panda, Panda
Gucci Mane
Things of that manner

no diss
It just is what it is
well at least to me

{I ain’t psychic or nothing
I just be waiting
If I don’t like it then I don’t like it
That don’t mean that I’m hating}

****
Supreme Sniper:


****

Ha!
Stick em up!
Stick em up What?!

B-Sides in the House!
Yeah!

Here we go!
Here we go!
Come On!


PRIME:

Yo!
Heard the sound of a Cloud fall from a Tree
Spilled all its Rain
That ain’t bothering me
Void of the Power
Avoid the stalking of me
You see me thinking out loud
So you thinking I’m talking to Me
More to You
Is it true All Dogs Go To Heaven?
For blowing on that Green stuff more Good than Megan?
Complaints from Lames
For Fame they keep on beggin’
While Good things come in threes
I’m breezing my way to Seven {Ugh}
Mack no Eleven
Quiet but I’m coming like the Snow falling
Pushing Envelopes like it’s the Post Office
I came to Eat
Watch me scrape the plate
Plus I got no sympathy for y’all Bathing Apes
I stay sharper than some razor blades
While other rappers stay softer than some tasty cakes
Mighty Moist
Make the righter choice
And watch me keep this shit lit like a lighter boi
I’m a survivor boi
Natural born fighter boi
I see your flow corny like that movie Biker Boyz
The opposite of low budget
Cash in your face but your Fate won’t touch it
Put my right hand to your face and smudge it
I got Regal Genes
I scheme to mate a Dutchess
I’m a Verbal ex-convict
Staying out the Box
But I got shit locked
Tip it in my favor
I’m the Next to Flip Flop
Dictionary
Go and see my picture next to Hip Hop!