I had to start somewhere...
Time to stop and to drop
rhymes that shock even Pac
rollin flows that can kill
close the doors, make a deal
while i let loose my schpeel
I can get you to feel
what i feel in my soul
by the way that i roll and control all my flow
I can get you to hate
piss you off till you caint
help but scowl and inflate
your chest at random strangers
ignore all the dangers
keep loading the chambers
wake neighbors for acres
or.. may... be
I would want you to love
mistletoe, turtledoves
put a grin on that chin
let her in, wear a pin
that says kiss me i'm irish
but ya'll might not buy that sh..
I would rap about posies
sunny days and the cozi-
ness that kills all the gloominess
I can get you to pout
bring the tears, screams, and shouts
