Lyrics
We've seen inside brians brain, what lyes remainds
because Brians like every Emcee that ryhmes the same
your go no where and think nothing of it
who would sign you - chasing a dream, hand in the cock pit
My flows like a gas chamber, make your blood boil
I'l shock brian to surrender like lawsons' love doyle
I said I'd diss ya crew, I wont stop, it's too late
hungry for food, brian talent's the 'Mod' I ATE (moderate)
'licking' up votes like a transexual body thats fake
weaker than the cancer state, ya hands still shake
thick like wood, I'l be stabbing at your vampire face
the sounds I make, caught in manson rage
trapped within a cell like ufc's Mayhem Cage
he's my punch bag, SigOfTheWeek - How I stay in Shape
the abliss, a vask waste of space
I'm that non moving target that you aim to miss
theres a thin line between us, and it's you anu-r-us
cant stay in this, you fall apart like ash on spliffs
my flow accurate, damaging, like a horse trampling
with force balancing - on all odds with my verse finishing you
you act a big man, but you puss in boots
this is tic tac toe - my lines through - you loose
