Kustom Kreations

You ready? Let's go! Yeah For those of you that wanna know what we're all about It's I said the western flames And I heard him wreck it with the crystal method Name it again Came backdrop, mega-death, took him to church I Dude, it's the truth Now everybody giving them guest spots And stocks through the roof I heard you fuck him with S-Doc This is 10% luck, 20% skill 15% concentrated power of will 5% pleasure, 50% pain And 100% reason to remember the name Call him right, he'll be sick And he'spitting fire and Mike got him out the dryer He's hot, found him in footmine and we're top But a fucking Nile is porcupine He's a prick, he's a cop, the type Women wanna be with them rappers, hope he gets shot Eight years in the making, patiently waiting to blow Now the record wish you'd notice taking over the globe He's got a partner in crime, this shit is equally dope You won't believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's grown top He's not your everyday on the block He knows how to work with wood He's got makin' his weights at the top He often gets a common on his name People keep asking him, was it Given that Bertha doesn't stand for an act, but I'm no He's live improve, put a rack in the booth He'll get you buzzin' quicker than a shot of vodka with juice Juke's him and his crew, I know no rhyme It's one of the best, dedicated to what they do And give 100% for yet Mike Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard It seems It's 10% luck, 20% skill 15% concentrated power of will 5% pleasure, 50% pain And 100% reason to remember the name Fortliner, M-Shenota, styles of beyond Ryu, Takbeer, machine shop