har du fler beats ? spotta session i 2½ minut på denna , tvär nice beat kan inte mixa till 100 % än, men denna duger http://www.speedyshare.com/files/29099444/judas_-_G_Session.mp3 i dont need no fuckin pistol, my bars like a missile/ ungerground king, lets make this official/ check, the black cloud from the westcoast/ im back now, so backdown or lessgo!/ ..yea , i can proove that i spit ill every drip kill, youre weak like a split pill/ sit still when i speak and take notes i creep on the beat to brake bones i got this big bag of grass with me/ and the capacity, to blow your brains out - so why u keep askin me/ we aint the same, u better recognize talent/ im what you dont have and, even your hoes laughin/ at you, dont ever turn your back on the fact/ that you..bore me /- stiff like a statue, / pricks gets the axe , so swift in the back ima rip em in half, - dude i fuckin had to/ so yousa (w)rapper, burrito? - this is rap/ youre kissin ass/ in the back of a Wolkswaggen/ with your cloths saggin/ im pretty close,to closing the fuckin show, and get this hoe strangled/ yo you fuckin tangled yourself in the fuckiin wrong place/ on the wrong day -i like sayin the word fuckin alot so when my song plays, you dont catch the wrong case/ i smack a ass till the thong brakes/ .. u better check this/ reckless, eatin mc for breakfast/ i hang around like a - necklace/ soo.. if im not a dope mc, then who the heck is/ the undergrounds back- did somebody expect this, i put ya crew on the spot, the effect is / slaughter, u get deported, six feeet deep/ underground, man i past the border/ twist som hasch up then i grab the saw to' cut ya feet off, let it splash like water/ all over the floor, man i told u twice / underground baby, lets roll the dice/ if u clowns raps,..then i should be crowned asap/ stay where you at, nobody make move/ or get degraded to ash/ smoke up ya face, then we laugh at yo ass/ shit taste like rat, mix that and grass/ bump to my tracks till u wiplashin back/ on the floor, lookin like a fuckin bitch ass , sick of that sick, u bet i kick ass, with a sick ass, mask cover my face/ im with the cops in this race, ive been runnin for days they never get bored, i swear u be amazed/ but i dont play games, and i dont fire blanks/ to maintaine this evil, given a higher rank/ i gotta bang som people, but dont you get me wrong/ cuz i go bang on people that keep on get me wrong/ i mean bang like beat, not a beating/ te snubben på whoa , my lyrics fat like graffiiti/