Spit for Rank: Second Go

Call em Set the lyrical samurai, the ninja, u cant find him
insanely speakin words a god, like a saints asylum
my venomous verses level hits you couldnt purchase
the bret hart of writing and we'll see if you life was worth it
....with my punches that serve nerve hits,
they'll make you shake like u was nervous
Want Set? call 1800-UDIE-NOW for mercenary service
whats worser is i see you all eyein me like a perve is
but im impervious to to those that lack knowledge
i pack college written thought, brought on to be acknowledged
sought out a tough crowd but found out they were held in bondage
so now like Hov in them days, its the dynasty where i pay homage
but jus like Jay i'll break the dynasty apart
ACT like i dont back my shit up, i'll let u play the part
.........drop u by the X just ta have ya fade twice
meanin even ya shadow runs wen i dont play nice
so start praisin Vega like it jus became a sect
i beat emcees in any language, whats next
Im the storm that keeps a ship havin wrecks
easily confuse u like sailors grabbin decks (dick with an accent)

















......i wanna write more but thats all i got time for...let me kno though

you can either