I'm underground like the lyricst lounge

thats how good this s--t sounds

un-signed

but born wit' a talent to rhyme

about the s--t goin on in my lifetime

the words come from the back of my mind

stored inside this brain of mine

I've got a good vocab like Webster

and im no point dexter

spit a few rhymes and the cipha turns

and in your heart is where my lyrics burn

Spit a few rhymes and collect what i earn

Payin my dues

checkin ya foo's

i'll be the winner, and fakes will lose

and all my rhymes you'll be tryin to use

put this in your tape deck and hit rewind

and git wit' your girl and party overtime

this is all 100% Mine

its like a gurentee....

you'll never ever defeat me

in other words, can't beat me

so i'll kick you in the head and dash

than come back and jump your clicks a$$

your all gonna be lyin in your blood

mixin it with dirt and than you get mud

the last thought that flashes through your mind

is that this Dough Boi's got some phat rhymes