[namix]

"NBA Finals Key"
06.07.2008

i can pack stands in LA - hell, it isnt hard when
namix is soo slick, imma sell tics in the garden!
seats behind the bench, i even sit there nightly!
when u see PJ Brown, it means u shit ur nighty
my shoes? you aint fill jack son! dammit bro...
you couldnt even doc rivers in a gambling boat
the celtics roster came out faster than obama clips
somehow they just kept Perkin, like ya momas tits
some teams are promised a kobe, honest shit
and some are only vow’d a meer radmanovic
LA put “rad man” in his name, homo gimmick
i bet atlanta fans would put the “no vic” in it
the big 3 aint friends! i bet KG hates all of u
so fuck pal, peers - and fuck ray allen too!
luke watches tape, he hates the tough love
listenin to daddy commentate his fuck-ups
kb won MVP, his teams rising up notches
he Odom so much,
i knew he’d be Bynum some watches!
if kobe’s on fire, he starts attractin the load
then its like pow, pow, pau, gas’ll explode
james aint 1 of a kind, i’ll lock & load a gem
FUCK POSEY, i got a pocket full of them
the celtics are efficient, with a garnett in the picture
the lakers are resourceful, with a farmar & a fisher


"Diss ease"
01.22.2006

started at rw, went to bboys, wit a true blend of flare & spite
like leeches wit diseases, my style’d soon influenza parasites
made new trends and eras tight! all followers can quote that
cuz you wouldnt go against migraine if you were a cold pack
and you kno that most cats are no match, have a survey kids
your style will never be as breath-taking asthma wordplay is

illest guy on the earth, born in a cradle that lies in a hearse
…diagnosed with narcolepsy after four lines of your verse
ur ass, i fuckin tourette to pieces- ripped ur seam in sections
but really, its easy when ya bred pussy like yeast infections
bitches, listen i’m simply made to win - i aint lyin or shittn
while u tryna save ur skin, like possessive psoriasis victims
angry pioneer spittin, contracted herpes, got awfully pissed
then hit the roof, and knocked the shingles off of your lips
fuck goin head to head, once we knew u were into some men
Mono-e-mono became a kissin disease between u ‘n a friend
one encounter wit me - ill - u cant hear the rumor more often
you cats’ll go from a coughin or tumor, to a tumor a coffin
got thrones im defendin, bitches to roast, a casual psychosis
and a bone of contention… like misdiagnosed osteoporosis
vets aint think u deserve a shot, u herbs forgot, absurd or not
so u newbies can usually just callus pissed like a urine clot
fucking with me’s just a disease- i’m tight and shine bright
its like disrespectin a tic bite. the way I take the Lyme light
…but I hope you keep sayin how hard, ill, sick, ail you are
and in the same breath..... fucking inhale some SARs!
i’ve challenged u, but you are not too prone to grow dick
and you turned back several times, like multiple schlerosis

but i will stay in touch, fuck given graves some flowers
because ICU…during intensive care unit visitation hours
my crew’s spit is blazing cowards, i’d get a deal behind us
but our agent would contract diseases the second he’d sinus
see, i put the rhythm in arrhythmia, a vet defacin all the rules
my insults might smart, but my every dysplasia for a fool!