reworked w/no name yet ...

Verbally back at it with tele-spaz-matic tactics/heavy like metal jackets and effortlessly charismatic/many who thought they doubted know really they saw it coming/all good cousin/dough always cakes when slow burning in the oven/now let me begin by asking you to shut the fuck up/gliding on crystal eye drops draped in grassy green bon fires/I spit dope like the smack my pops shot persistently penetrating with subversive culture like a rectal intruder/jumped from/assed out dirty bags to home grown wit super powered pressure lungs fashioned from steel casings/certified spliff technician and card carrying green thumb enthusiast/re canting karma dimming activities cuz I'm a nigga with an attitude and a man on a mission/a carbon dated trophy collection from verbal sound clashes bears witness to this phantom menace