MoMo iz working on another freakin’ demo

The prolific rhyme physician, the master word teknician/ Burst from the west, and skilled in rhymunition/ no need for debate or argue who raps better/ they look for the better, i look for the best seller/ born in 81, wit a profile to mischief/ world full of misfits, fight back's the instinct/ raised wit a hard hand, chuck full of discipline/ i was always sure that nobody would be listening/ dried up the blue drops, stopped all the bitchinin/ sickening, how niggaz are hanging up their michelins/ givin in, for some, the only reason they livin in/ this hardcore world is something u should be thinking in./ I was never a fifty percent rapper, / think fifty percent, u'll get eighty percent laughter/ thats just the truth of the game, u looking to aim/ for fame, u dont realise ur loose in the rain/ its just the words in this frame, that hooks in ur brain/ luv something to death u gotta prove it wit pain.........../