*ATTENTION*100 Shot's official rhyme rip*MUST SEE*

[Part 1: The warm up]

My attacking tactics are blatant and subliminal/
I rhyme grimy with the intent of criminal/
who robs, beats, kills innocent individuals/
If you can't feel me/
Now you'll feel me spiritually/
Now watch me stab myself like I'm suicidal/
Just to come back from dead and instill fear in you/
While I'm dissecting your physical you scream bloody murder but I'm not hearing you/
My flow seeps deep cause I'm in a metaphysical plane/
Yet I remain in my right mind state/
As your soul reverberates and vanishes from existence without a trace/
When I'm done I leave this man without a face/
But just in case he escapes/
I got his address, phone number and keys to his place/
Watch me get up in his mouth and leave it with a foul taste/
Expose him, attack his credibility incredibly/
He's the type of nigga to come at my homie instead of me/
And have a rally in city hall to get rid of me/
Dude do you know what I would do to you/
I'd have niggas clapping for an encore AT you funeral/