Open Letter (Remix)

See e'ry joint I'm a little closer to winnin'
Ain't nothin' personal I eat your verses for dinner
Flow like Sunday service I'm merging folks to repentance
So emotional these MCs be like "I don't rap no more I'm delirious"
If you don't surrender I end you in 50 bars or less
An independently verified [?] main cause of death
See I told you to never try me unless you ready
Cause I'll swallow your finest points, hone, and pass machetes
Star hacking 'em to the black of your cerebellum
I reprogram your vernacular so you has to tell 'em
It's Sa-Roc ain't no opponent to play with
That's right she'll cut you so deep on the track you'll pamper your feelings
Shawty, I'm making the revolution
Forget Shmerda I'm Bobby Seale in the vocal booth
Change your position like this a tip from the Kama Sutra
Now you reach for that piece when they try your people, Martin Luther