Wrekin'

Caught the vibe, feelin' funky fresh, Popped the lino, in the streets, unleashed my best, Spent the rhyme, doin' windmill spins, Until BAM, felt the snap within. Groove too hard, neck said "nah", Spinny top motion, became my flaw, Kid on the side, gaspin' loud, There I was, fell afoul of the crowd. Breakin' my neck, while breakin' the beat, Twist my neck, layin' flat in the street, Got the sway but now I'm layin' low, Pretty sure im dead, somehow Popped and locked, couldn't roll away, Ice cold moves, left in dismay, Turbo half-spinnin', hips in twist, Couldn't freestyle outta this abyss. Lino taunts, it gets the last laugh, Hip hop hero, now in a neck brace draft, Reality check, street-scribe on the mend, Till I'm ready, the records won't spin. Breakin' my neck, while breakin' the beat, Twist my neck, layin' flat in the street, Got the sway but now I'm layin' low, Pretty sure im dead, somehow My neck hurts quite bad, I feel quite sick, Pop-lock maestro, scars tell the tale, Dead today, tomorrow I'll prevail. Breakin' my neck, while breakin' the beat, Twist my neck, layin' flat in the street, Got the sway but now I'm layin' low, Pretty sure im dead, somehow