Jus Off Tha Top Fry-Day Nite Freestyle
My writin aint about who’s tha illest or who’s harder//
Ask Bill Cosby tha proof’s in tha puddin/it’s about who’s creative & proves smarter//
I’ll massacre uh krew an make ‘em all appear martyrs//
I aint tha crème de la crème but if I was/I’d be the little fishes tarter//
Serve em up on platters like cheap food served to peeps in Denny’s//
I’m that evil lookin dude pissin in ya food keepin uh attitude rude workin at Friendly’s//
I got game/straight aim/hate lames an dude-dames//
Thatza he-she/just in case I had ta split vowels an ex-plain//
My complex text workz ya neck like net-work signals//
I’ll battle uh krew as an individual/Peep Tha Top Notch Theme Blaster who keeps it original//
Tha closest thing to me takin uh loss/is me sportin uh shirt an na Tie//
I got loot an don’t sport chainz/BUT!/I’ll putta ring aroun’ ya eye//
This aint broadcastin tho my jab tendz ta knock katz silly//
Not an act at all/handz like uh bat when balled/BLASTHEME str8 from Phizzilly thaz tha dizzilly fa’rilly//
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