Exercise da rhymes

Them Old school vibes, still in my soul, New school fire, they taking control, old school rhyming, pumping in my veins , new school anthem breaking every chains

My rap tracks flash back, like radio shack shatter your glass, breaking boards, like Mr miyagi in class

Real rap menace with the mask ,got the music and the cash, from the past to the future,my words gonna move you, No excuse, hear my truth, pick and choose,

A hundred Men standing ten toes down, fighting for the crown, who the best in the town, got a mouth full of rounds, with house full of hounds

Spitfire flows , incinerate foe's, no remorse, no pause this is a lyrical claw ,from the street where Legends are made , we put up and pay , then start a new day. With a pen and pad doing the math, creating the art that matches my craft , I smashed the beat with a hammer rap,

Three to four lumps make you wanna gather your thoughts.

Hip-hop is the source to the force, writing every scene as vivid as it seems

Light's camera action, my mic is full of rhymes and compassion, I might make a millie and buy me a mansion