I got a writer's passion but my tongue is sharp as silver, I'm like da hulk man Imma stone cold killa, I'll bulk in a second dude don't get me angry; da clouds run away but my storm is still ragin; don't worry bout da break in, call me da intruda, Slashin necks still gettin served like Buddha. My rhymes keep comin when my body's in a grave, always manufactured; best s*** ever made, keep ya nigga paid, laid, sell my s*** to some amateurs who think dey make da grade, Den I break da cage, come back fox, step up in yo club and I didn't have to knock, Cuz I got yo key, me; Thief nigga status V.I.P. Killin wit da spins rock hard like a Starmie-oh, In a different world homicidal like Mario, Revenge on da niggaz dat beat me, yeah I'm Wario, ever present; regal, sense auras like Lucario. Yeah I got s*** from games like Donkey Kong, and I don't give a f*** what ya say bout Pokemon; all you should be worried about is dat fox in ya home, cuz he f***in wit yo hoe when you thought she was alone. Kitsune boss of many millions, call me da Don man, hustle you from yo hoe, call me da Con man, Sittin on my bottom while niggas break dey back, If I'm still spittin rhymes den I betta get a check, If ya tryna face me yet, betta grab a full deck, cuz I drive it so slick dat yo whole life'll wreck. ~And now I pass it to da one da quick I'm talkin bout da OG nigga named BLITZ~