Like an Interlude.

massive action like blasting bombs in Bagdad, the mad cats want hard hits so I come with the proper dosage of the bomb spit, clam kid to drop for props that generate dollars, some are weight of a paper plate talking mad trash, ass rappers are about to be cast away like volly balls, you lame cats off with dragging phillies though, I am bringing the ill rapping like gat clapping what else can happen, I not trapped with silly hill billies or weird ass willies, claiming that they wanna kill me over their girl, I not stapped and I am not easy to get at, I would not break a sweat, of the death treats, I buck raps like Brooklyn heads bust shots to put their hood on the map, I am from Far Rockaway, where the beats and rhymes are laced with flavor, paper chase ain't nutting to amazed about what the hunger pains will do it is for sure about my clout, the New York City foul route, popping Stout and never stop for Jake no doubt, get ate up like Saur kraut, strike like thunder in the day time on your fucking dome, freaking clone, seeking home in my hood, we get rid of outsiders for good, I used to stand between the crowd like an Interlude,