[A Plus]
Plus is back to dust a rapper
That's my given purpose
What must I slap ya
You're living worthless
Void of value
Noid and how you need to just quit
Peep the plus shit
We's a must get
I gostta leave the wack behind
Watch the beat attack your mind
Eh yo MC don't pack a nine
I needs no gun
I got a rap to make you flee so run
You're no one
You flow none
I relieve you of your rhyming duty
Since you're rhyming booty
Rudely I leave a rapper loot free
Subtract your ends
And then attack your friends
I kick the facts and relax with skins
And since I move a little faster
Fools allways wanna call me gased or
People think my name should be Elastor
But who's dope in the house tonight?
No one; cause you're all wack
When you fall back
I call that fake
Cause you're born to loose
A-Plus came to warn your crews
The ?corn? you use
Will get you torn and bruised
(into scraps)
You should have listened when I sent you fax copy
skulls with my mental axes
But yo the Plus lives so I bust kids
I crush ribs
Yo the plus gives a motherphuck
Couldn't care less if you're near fresh
Plus and Cas is gonna bust your asses
[Casual]
I need a little bit of space
Back up. Hittin with the bass in case
You act up. Its Casual;
I motherphuckin rip the track up
Off the head of by request
The best- It goes beyond the flesh so Jon is fresh
Yes; y'all would never step in my division in rhymin'
It takes precision and timing
I mean too much for you
No matter what you do
