The Exclusive - Feat. MED

A Jaylib exclusive with MC Percee P
Come on spittin, the song's hittin'
Before there were capon chickens
Different dons listened to me for advice
Like I'm John, niggaz just left again, so I'm steppin' in
To catch wreck and when on my next
Kin'll be checks to spend that I'm exitin'
Perc' is nice, worth the price, every verse entice
One of the most praised ministers to speak twice
On the Earth since Christ
Ideas delay of light years away from what's here
I dare all my peers to slay
Two grand, review and your whole crew man
The true fans know who can bring heat like in the Sudan black
No games, style is [unverified], verbal cocaine like propane
I blow brains bashin' them no-name cats that flow lame
Writes well, recite then there's a chance you might hear
In the right air your worser nightmare after a sliced ear
Perc' spit every verse with the worst shit known
Disperse quit first clique tryin' to front get they turf hit blown
Another Bronx to Detroit to L.A. connection for that ass