Blood Diamond (my verse)

I'm a, fierce force that flys through the skies freely
Eyes rise in blindness cuz only the wise see me
Completely covered in mystery; a misery to foes
Frozen in fear cuz the chosen is here to leave them exposed
At my peak and it shows as I level the entire city
With the weight of the committee I brought with me
Come closer (yeah) and get your perception rearranged
Haters standing there in anger and expecting me to change
A joke, foolish standing on the corner in the rain
They broke and hustling cuz they obsessed with the gain
Joe I wrestle with the pain which evolves into perfection
When the verse impregnates the earth and cause
It's resurrection
See no one on the corner has swagger like the cat
Stabbing the track with a mic like its a dagger when he rap
Psychotic....sounds stream from your stereo
I bury flow in ghetto melodies that get earth dwellers aerial
Fly with me parallel to the sky where I dwell
High above the sub-standards the industry stand upon
I touch on subjects too hot to put your hands upon
With a flow as hard as the ground that I travel on
Vintage shit we put to wax like a candle and stand true
They can't do it like your mans do
The styles like ho's got so many I done ran through
Processes, package and ship my thoughts like can food
Wack muthafuckas get reassembled after being dismantled
Like a sample that I built a track with
Universally mastered this rap shit, spit uni-verses crafted
In this university classic in every facet
Still heard deep in your mind even after the noise dies down
And declines
See we equipt to shift the paradigm blast like a pair of nines
Blazing
Watch sons rays raise em back from the dead
Flow-a-holic taking niggas to the bars
Got them taking shot straight to the head....151 Proof
R.I.P Dilla (deal a) nigga the truth with two meanings
Got em fiending while the beats leave em gangster leaning
In they ride
I mix sample, snares, kicks and hi's with the gift of life
Then get on the mic and spit homicide
You are now under siege by two mc's who spit it deep
As the under seas
Make it hard to breathe
Like a fish out of water or lung disease
We...got you listening to the sound of the street
Like your heads down to the ground ear to the concrete
Spit sick til time cease, I'm in the mode of a beast