I'm running with some of the illest flows

Pro Era bringing the ruckus we killed them all

Brawl or fall keeping this s**t above it

I buzz like a bumble drop jaws whenever I rumble

You said you write rhymes but it sound like you got carpal tunnel

Or arthritis I might just all night this

This priceless so how you gon' change overnight kid

My style all wild chapow you floored now

Jump out and stake in my waters until you all drown

Revealing you all now fake cats get put to sleep

The young vet we hold the minds that you perceive

I bump s**t from Long Beach I call it treason

My n***a I'll take your soul kick your s**t for no reason

You fools doo doo better off being neutral

Cause I go cuckoo the serial and then I nuke you

Sexy b***h the kamasutru' I make them useful

Shorties tried to lock me down but that's that s**t I'm used to

I won't remove you I'll just let the karma shoot you

This what the brew do 40 ounce I'm f**king with sours

You n***as cowards softer than towels the world is ours

Check the verbal attack it's early in the rap

To leave you in a surgical strap

Then get your verse dispursed with a thirst for snipping raps

All killers scrap with a thriller latch

You got a sick beat My heartbeat sicker call it a iller batch

They think the RZA's back or the GZA's back or the Jigga's back

Nah sorry to disappoint it's just this n***a killing tracks

With no complications from this skilled content playing

Leave you contemplating from the combinations of your compilations

And I never fathom just get at 'em with every last atom

Subtract then add em to the battle list

That can't scrap with some animals

Stay with the antidote for those that always have MC fear

For you know the regular Beast Coast

But the coast gonna never be clear

He'll always kill the style because it don't get better by each year

Each other minute a missing life just becomes a leap year

Cause after life it's known we coming after life

N***as couldn't see him after life

With half the mics he killed in the after life

Could you pass the mic for the train of thoughts of assasin knights

A shot at every verse with the IllMinded is the one you have to snipe

N***a

Ughh What y'all really want

Ain't ever meet someone iller then some meat with salmonella

We go in with the flow like salmon in the river

Made so many hits no catch 22

Gotta drive to get the cake you old bats better batter up too

We got the mitts to beat you

Go ahead or go long

It's me who ya' killin'

I'm always feeling her up

Love letting me hold the cups s**t get frisky

Up for grabs like ooooo I hear the liquid cat's fishy

We'll just wait till this dogs finish his swimming

Catch it when we catch it threw it at me a conflict in the kitchen

Palms of fingers itching

Figured out if I'm killing 'em then that's gon make me richer

This money ain't a joke I won't play dumb so I won't get it

A instrumental tempo strings to make it come to spin it

The truth I bent it the rules I bend it

Taking selfies with fans we 'pendent

Steal your girl my crew's some f**kin' bandits

Could you imagine in a year I don't have my f**king pendant

Fly

Sharp off the tongue like the blade of a razor

Never takin' orders like a godd**n waiter

Reppin' New York like my name Walt Frazier

Man my mom a angel but I been a hell raiser