[marxxx]

Its gonna be hard to do this without cursin, but here we go:

You aint never heard rhymes like these,
hit ya so hard, make you drop to your knees,
now everybody freeze like its 32 degrees,
and pay attention to me as i drop that heat
that'll leave you breathless, have ya feelin restless,
futuristic flow, you can call me George Jetson.
cant nobody else fill the shoes that i step in,
one-shot kill, now i hope you learned your lesson.
its ya boy marxxx man, so let us begin,
by killin all you haters and doin it with a grin,
spittin that heat everytime the record spins,
so if anybody asks, tell em marxxx for the win.
THE END