limit's on the mic but put yo cards on down and fold
the grill on that mic is black but shines brighter than ya gold
lyrics rolled, as i flowed and put you back into that cold
dont be freezin i'll be breezin keepin this rap game on hold
slingin phrases keepin paces goin thru time sigs in phases
complicatin easy making easy breezy flyin like them aces
you'll be praisin ,simple, and i'll leave you with a sine
if ya cant handle this heat, get twenty four hundreth in line