Perfect, period flow with no flaw/ thought yo's was cold it's mo' like coleslaw/ foes get exposed like hoes wit' no bra/ I open your mind, enter your soul - crowbars/ I'm no Lil' Jon, but I'm known to snap on tracks/ wit action packed raps in fact/ I treat packs like acrobats/ make magic with these hat tricks, just show me where that mattress at/ they call me a tool, and this much is true/ cause I'm known to nut & bolt after I screw/ WHO?? Davy Jones, no need to repeat it/ lyricist or podiatrist, show em both what defeat is/ put a hole in your head since you wanna be a penis/ Simon rhymin' boy mine be the meanest/ attackin' ya, wit the dracula vernacular/ spectacular, handle beef like spatula/ lucky? I disagree I think my flow is ugly/ either I ain't got sense or my nose is stuffy/ before I got ahead I bawled I swore that no one loved me/ then used rogaine now peep my buzz grow abruptly/ I'm cold enough to get your nipples hard/ gift rappers gettin' ripped apart/ wit' sicker art peter piper couldn't pick apart/ I rock rhymes that'll make you run, & then I laugh at your snicker bars/ fuck what your man says I'm dirtier than sanchez/ doin' hand feds like concrete do baggy pant legs/ they call me Jones, I'm the re-inventor of swag/ the holy trinity is me, my pen & my pad/ the great pyramid's capstone's my backbone/ still I stay grounded like little kids that act grown/ pause in advance I'm bout to blow, so quit/ i'd rather be deaf than listen to your so-so shit, bitch