i know

, i'm a silent cyclone, split house and home, slag stalone rocky five mike and i'm gone, crack my own knee caps to stand all alone, suffering from blow out your speaker syndrome, propaganda, beware like a snake when he rattle, you's a fake time waste, you ain't suited for battle, i'm a black tunnel rat, boy i'm choking emotions, and rep the west coast, here to take over the ocean, now put your eyes on panoramic view, so you can catch me cap to shoe, cameras flash to trap the moves, but only got a glimpse of logo and the limp, a snarling fold of a lip, a story told to your kids, does he exist? keep guessing, a myth so big, just to live, i gots to eat legends, if you less, you get spit, so make more hits, eat right, go 'head raise your weight, it's an honor knowing i'm al by my all-time great, y'all can't underestimate, no army could ever infiltrate, no man can tell me who i am or tell me who i ain't, cause i know, never a greater crew, you don't agree, who asked you?, keep your teeth together, stay out my biz and your life may last you, i got the perfect purpose, solo like a pilot, in calm we dropping bombs and flood islands, two feet deep and drop in, who can beat me and props in top rock hopscotch?, in what? you playing or you watching, you nine deep in line, the only champ to challenge us is eight at a time, i'm a rhyme right-hook upper-cut sucker punch, respect when i bust, i ain't asking for much, i'm that pit in your gut when grandmamma would cuss, i'ma channel it yelling los angeles, scandalous, blood bath swimmer, rip an emcee to bits, got the snare running scared, better lace up them kicks, cause the heat come in waves when the beat plays, gon' conjure up a verse for the ancient of days, for those who appreciate a love for the art, hungry for the word and been down from the start, your chance don't miss, the future is this, so every time you diss, we gon' chant with a fist, y'all can't underestimate, no army could ever infiltrate, no man can tell me who i am or tell me who i ain't, cause i know, i'ma rap on the road for the control of the night, and offer my insight to a streetlight and a mic fight, still better be careful cause it might bite, and offer my skills to roadkill men, that's i'll, y'all wondering if my pen's got venom in 'em, i sketch a chin check, you gon' swear that you feel 'em, my voice takes over your back seat subwoofer, next you on the net yelling "how can i book ya?", we ridiculous hot flowing, i'll take over plot showing, your ignorance illegal, now you're knocked for not knowing, we don't punish with rock throwing, if you're caught slowing the program, you'll be marked as a foe, sure to be broken, if the door's closed, i'm climbing through windows, on the outside, you ain't worried who's cold, you been froze, right, who playin' the game? i'm running your life, if you married to the mic, just know i'm touching your wife, y'all can't underestimate, no army could ever infiltrate, no man can tell me who i am or tell me who i ain't, cause i know