Last Destruction

[complexity]

i aint leaving till I go out with a stilled breeze
hate me if you want, but dont doubt my abilities
i know that most of these g's on killing sprees
get there life cut short with guillotines
even on life support, i want my nicotine
thought u figured me out, but i switched the scheme
I believe in dreams their kinda like good marriages
they keep fucking me, everything I understood perished
so if ur loving me, i'd move forward reluctantly
I crush hard that's why I got every emcee ducking me
something like BP, I'm just bad company
on the record though, even got ur dad bumping me
typing up keys for these left wing emcees
just a few left over like spring leaves
the mainstream will freeze over, its a matter a time
with a few more rhymes we will leave each rapper ta die
after we live every actor will cry in the final scene
ill pay mike jones to keep my vinyl clean
sixteen bars and not one breath lost off the flow
each bar gets brighter like when the sun reflect off the snow
Im not a harvard writer, but still got the best written
critics added great into my name like I possessed britian
great britain, I"ll never be in the rape system
the way I break bars I could escape prison
I laced victims, since I was straight chillin
i could easily steal bill gates millions
distilling the facts, while I'm still in the track
killah told me the crack is killing the black
they stealing my cash billions in tax
the goverment is blowing it fast
for iraq, but I dont want to throw in the axe
if we go in the past, before holding the gatz
when in rap the flowing was maxed
even then the slack was picked up by mass production
while ur home in a bath realize that will be ur last destruction