Freestyle

I 'm undefeated

from the concrete wastelands

to the third world villages

They tried to stop my flow

But I came thru the door

took the Microphone

and drop the word

from Jeru to the Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Yonkers, Staten Island

all the way to Compton

In the South my growl made my enemies crumble like crackers

I'm an original Hebrew

I'm undefeated

I'm a god on this terrestrial terrain

the conductor of this soul train-

Zion train 

Every time I rain down my words

Life spring up again, and again, and again.

Mere mortal flesh can profit you nothing 

when I step to the Mic.

I melt your whole crew like wax figures standing in the sun 

The Manna that comes down from heaven is my nutrition

so I rise victorious from the ghettos and the slums

transitioning into something glorious

I wont stop grinding

You can't move me

My work is not done yet

 I must get paid

Zarach-

Psalm 18:1- 50

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tou8g3APmp0

Black Rob I dare You