in a gangsta mood....how about a weekend freestyle?
Yo...who got more raps than J? With creative verbs and adjectives, evil I slay
fools bow down whenever I enter the fray, cause the only one I fear is the one true God
with my dope rhymes I dismantle ya squad, letting my truth shine and exposing the fraud
My rhymin team will crack ya regime, word is bond son and i be earnin the green
its not even a contest when the infamous HR be on the scene
I burst a rap and if this was wrestling you'd be the first to tap
My words bless the track, so powerful itll knock ya three blocks
run through ya hood be snatchin ya Reeboks, HR and J, we rock
Got more ice than a rink of hockey, that's philisophical for those who copy
my rhymes pump ya up like the theme song to Rocky
Yeah yeah..what now...HR spittin hot flames....you know how we do.