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