Wild Draw: "The 4-4"
44 clips get spit, and blood drips, lips split, 
thoroughbread tracks get rapped with horsewhips:

and scared by hard vocals, knocking niggaz off guard,
styles is jarred in scientifical labs in utah:

crews receeding, a foot for every syllable Im speaking,
thats 15 my last line, millions when I've completed:

speeds essential, my brainstorm flows mental torrentials,
in sequential spills, flooding emcees with potential

to kill, still heads fill with rhyme skillz, thats incredable,
biters become ill, my thoughts are unedable:

words refill, while these sellouts stack they first mill,
charging a hundred bills, for they're duplicating free will:

and my correlation on the mic is manifestation of light,
24 hour recites, of spiritual-like, insight:

to compare, you need time of historical lines, squared,
billions of light-years from here, my words float the thin air:

the illest rhyme ever wrote listeners open your ears,
pilots flying event horizon, my mind is scoping your fears:

tears is frozen, ionized dilluting their sodium,
then shattered to the ground, exploading, off your cheek bones:

I bleed raps with feedback, attack tracks, so ease back,
metal jacket facts automatic, with verbal react:

slash that with razor-blades, cut your grip from my mic,
wrists get split on my stage, from commiten suicide:

deaths giving, the last breath of rythem when Im spitten,
or shitten, wild draw raps through intermissions:

where niggaz bitchen out, doubt rap will ever pure out,
hip hop's infested with loud mouths and sellouts:

trapped in the snakes coil, a pythons poisoness charm,
bit by harmfull fangs, penetrating deep inta songs:

Wild Draw: "Mental Prison"
I spent 19 years in a prison, deprived of my wisdom,  
the life I was living for sex money and recognition,
insufficient amount of knowledge to get to college,
only to find my mind warped, studying amongst the oddest,
dishonest, couldn't keep in vomit, forget a promise,
intoxicated, unconcious of my last visual profit,
sent to stop it, brains lust trapped in exotic topics,
obnoxious devils run topless, prostitutes and dick hoppers,
unprotected injections naked to the skinless contraceptives,
non-selective tricks, juggling 5 dicks, wet pussy lips,
drip like faucets, implants lock targets on ya optics,
should of thought it through, you nocked it, now your jock itch 
ten inch sockets, the womb is high potent in juicy toxics,
bust a nut and the options is hide or see the doctors
on top of her, but I see the world like helicopters,
streets is death trapped in inhalents with every breath,
and you must breathe to conceive, if you choose not you defeat,
the purpose, on Earths surface, lifes worthless without seeds,
an impossible decision, raising children in this condition,
of endless sinning, killing and devastating murder rates
battles of snakes,  Im surfing fake niggaz brainwaves,
with elevated intake of your diseased outbreak,  
who can take destruction, of your entire bodily functions,
something thats inevitable to emcees that oppose my erruption

Wild Draw: "Substance of the Mind"
molecular abundence, of cell functions, in my circumference
of rhyme substance, the mind, anyone approaching get touched wid
lead lines of hollow slugs, containing capsules of drugs,
that stimulate niggaz thoughts, with tranquilizing blue blood,
injected through needle like utencils, in your mentals,
number two pencils, with poisoness melodic instrumentals,
wax or without, I spark my enemies doubt, they black out,
nuerologists tellen their fans they passed out,
thoughts that Im the culpret of foul play, you need to hold it,
what I say, travels beyond spheres, and gassous balls of clay
towards outer space, unlimited pace to the base of jupiter,
arabian blood in my track, timed raps, are bombing nuclear
on planets, in damage of high standard spit commandments,
crash-landing, to your dome niggaz fear the fatal tone, 
questions on how I spit swift darts is answered,
with keyboards, turn-tables and samplers
tamper with the vocal explosives in high doses,
they detenate, and demonstrate the lethal motives
flows with ferrocious, impulsive ultra violet notions,
with no prognosis, radiates through sun protective lotion, 
verbal osmosis, knowledge just appears inta my focus,
leave domes open, with sergical probes, from brain lobes
pay my homage, to those, in the land that we living,
of exsessive sinning, trespassing all thats forbidden,
gold digging women, sold to horny niggaz and giving,
a disease, with every orgasmic release, 
niggaz keep coming, to the hottest corner that she running,
one in a million escape, the sex plague that Aids is fucking
too many dick sucking, lip pucking freaky whores,
and a million more dumb brothas, knocking on their doors,
the infatuation, leading Gods creation to satan,
in days of temptaion, I come to lead this weak nation,
from their last breath, theres bareley any clean air left,
polluted deaths, come in the hundred thousands, nothing less,
than a miracle can save, the planet Earth from its grave,
we know the way, stop bowing to the devil when ya pray
it was written, I found it, only a 144,000
men are bound to survive unless we strive to denounce it,
the evil will always live, dont give in, to negative,
rid, your needs, of the starvation, for the God gives to feed,
emcees pick up your pen, to defend, not to end,
and the truth will extend far beyond the average men.

Wild Draw: "Visualize, My Exercise"
visualize, my exercise written in disguise,
as a melodic tranquilizers, calming ya highs
biologically drugged to enhance your blood flow,
chemically low dependent on my verbal re-load,
flying arrows split shadows, undetected in air,
darts and spears hit narrow margins, that enter war-fare.
in your face, like reflecting sun-glares, visions impaired,
leads to mistakes in judgement with shaded eye-wear,
dared to look wid a glance, the common stance, I forbid,
a second to long in my shine, burns through your eye-lids.
its unanimous, the verbal attack is splitten wigs wid,
glamorous shit, written and spit to hit wid.
the force of missiles on course to any target,
that starts shit, with an emcee that got an infinite logic.
topics is scourched, the lyrical torch is obnoxious,
undeveloped emcees get aborted like embroyotic.
Fetus, a lethal dose of vocal thesis,
no adhesives to surpress the pain, leaven ya speechless.
mimes mumble, rhymes funnel, as minds tumble and quit
stumble to the stage tipsy off a quart of rumple mint
verbal lock on spots, downing shots of zambu,
need to look at this lyrical explosion I hand you.
expand to smack global, with phat vocals that snap,
wack lyricists, and phoney emcees that chit chat,
drip tracks hot as wax, burning facts that get spat,
on my mantle rack, can't hold a candle to my rap
I stack so many rhymes, I cover the Earth with a shine,
not enough lines on paper, or trees to grow in all time,
infinite, putten lumberjacks out of business,
with viscious, vivid, explicit,technically terrific,
words thats lifted, open my rap, see that I'm gifted,
no ballistics, so critics will never know that I did this,
I hit the nation, with its first proper education,
that sent satan, baking in his own physical hell,
tell me that I aint amazen, or at least devastating,
line creating genius, my niggaz call me belimic,
spitten up flows, let go, everytime I eat mics,
where doctor prescriptions can't control my insight.

Wild Draw: "Blast By Underground Demand"
blast by underground demand, and rip hands,
from chrome bands, leaven fingerprints on mic stands,
blessed with the intellect kid, outergalexic methods,
that snap pathetic emcees into captive trainees,
I orgnize like chinese communists in fatigues,
and brains bleed in battles from razor sharp deliveries.
call a medic, my wordz are directed, injected, kept
perfected, seeping through minds un-contracepted,
impregnaten mindstates, ejaculate vocal debates',
scholars migrate to my lab ready to dub my rap tape,
that holds a variety of wisdom listen and you can relate,
to the diverse rate of knowledge I bring to the plate,
to reach, teach, preach, kill sleep, beat, defeat,
and when released, you know the sessions complete.
who can compete against supreme emcees, my faculties
drastically change the range of your sound wid unbound nouns,
emcee levels is raisen wid every word I bring out,
clearz ya nasal, spitten in my presence becomes fatal,
makes my hatefull, stabben sharp thoughts up ya anal,
thats unstable, unable to stand the force of my angles.
projection, spat with deception so niggaz beware,
vocal war-fare is near, polluting hip hops thin air.
unproper approachment, leads to uncivilized moments
tones is potent, openen dead brain cells from hell
with a capella spelled lyrics, trailed wid telepathic spirits
inta ears wid detail, cracking frail thoughts of retail,
record sales is irrelevent, to the lack of intelligence,
laced on tracks, selling it for your money markets to stack,
the third testament, preventen executive intentions,
investments got ill niggaz skilliz supressed
the light skin, down to the black timb boots,
packed Brasilian techniques born with Arabian roots,
lyrically 80 proof, skip the fruit juice, sounds obtuse
my tone travels the city phone booth to phone booth,
I'm shown proof, that emcees can execute with sharp loops,
unstoppable, defeating the god is implausible, stand it
damage the country, bluntly with ink flow of ingo,
know niggaz bump me, in cars or household stereos,
stadiums, daily flows, on rap shows, and radios,
playen FM

Wildraw: Try to React
respond to pressure, attack in the format of spat lectures,
hand gestures, textures thats rugged to ear septers,
nerve tissues is split to alert pain from trained techs,
sound selects shift necks in auto-cassete head sets,
ancient concepts from mecha, spit through ya speaker decks,
the preacher bless wid intellects, manifest from Nazereth, 
hazardous verse mastered, chaptered raps luring rappers
that bite, disaster strikes like the Peters sword proteting Christ
light the mic like truth's fire, flames flare like loose wires,
Draw's jaw's like plyers, pressure of Saber tooth Tigers,
thoughts ascend, at half past ten, ya comprehend?
an hour and a half before I end the long day of dart forming, 
spent the morning warming brain cells so I could warn em,
about the milenial pouring in showers of verbal stormings
reign enormous holding the mic like trained swordzmen,
and serve slurs, come throwing curves like Tom Gordon,
and niggaz swinging, bringing late styles to the plate,
and cant relate to the thourough techniques I ejaculate
clutch this, fucked wid 8 inch thrusts into your substence,
circumference is ripped by thick shit spit, I hit,
to bust ya ear drums with a fearsome verse, watch me pierce em,
observe as I swerve verbs, thoughts merge as words heard,
double edge sword swung, record one, and restore one,
digital camcorded tounge, see my vocal chords run,
tragic with these tactics, static free-havoc, rapid
phatic sounds of addicts, smoke free track mastered self
catch this stealth, bombshells drop felt-tip liquid pelts,
my spit forms an ink storm, long as the molson golds pouring
untill Im drunken, the monk dunks, slam punks like Tim Dun,
bunk chics with the thump, phat rumps like Professor Clump,
untouchable grammer, I clutch my brain, full loaded, hammers,
cocked back expand the gama, rays spray across the land
swallowed appacolypse, verses get stuck in ya esophogus,
lenghtens necks like an ostrich, rap duration is monstrous,
logical flows unstopable, my defeat, unprobable,
battles optional, forced to use caution when you talk,
spark darts that sharp enough to cut through a fragile heart,
but without spreading your chest apart, so I leave no scars,
just thoughts, Stef get caught, never that, the facts show,
I never touched your physical body, but somehow snatchd ya soul,
finger prints invisible, Braz's styles original digital
and all criminals know that the toughtest blood stain is rinseable,
under limelight, express my inner life when I write,
reliqeous eyesight keeps my mic wid divine rhymes, I slice
like a scalpel, taking out filthy minds thats out to,
doubt the second coming of Christ in the two thousanth night
needing cream, and fame, to make yourself a name, 
snakes get tamed, like egyptian musicians when Im spitting,
listen close, put ya ear up to the side of my throat,
the God spoke through my lyrenx, filled the spirit with quotes
outrageous, spacius pussy lips, bushy nutrageous bitch
seeken dick fall six six to the pits of Earths abyss

Wildraw: "The Marriage"
park the nissan, and walk down the pack street we on,
wink at this dirty blond supermodel glamour look chic dawn,
the gray fleece on, sexy response made me wanna swan dive,
into her lawn, and bomb her wid the calm stroked charm,
hold her in my arms, give her the wet long kiss goodnight
heat her like minute rice, in it twice a night, we like,
two waves crash the shore, matress to floor, sweat through the pores
drippy draws pour more juice then apple orchards core,
obtuse chest size, back yard packed cabuse, and thighs,
shaped like statues, high heel shoes, greene to blueish eyes,
make me rise, I love it when she cry I cant hide the tides,
desires to come inside, and born my seed so we can tie,
the knot together, never severe death do us apart, forever,
my weak heart can't feel the art, but my eyes can see the pleasure,
build up, volcanic errupt bust with my last thrust,
I touched her inner-most wall of lust, and gush wid speed rush,
filled her up, 89 octane power super gel showers,
fucked for hours, had her nipples standing up like twin towers,
the bed of flowers, for my queen of sun beams shine we gleam,
in the morning light peeked through the screen doors, the more it seem
like a dream, the more it gets better touch soft as feathers
as the pussy get wetter, inspired to write a secret love letter

Wildraw: Ho-Bag
get the fuck out my face, you misrable disgrace,
cant believe I wasted two years of my life at your place,
nothing but a tramp, wid damp pussy, my niggaz cant stand,
fuck this crazy bitch, throwing shit and breaken our lamps,
never cook for me, want to argue stay up late look for me,
jump in my face when I come home from the club, pushing me,
bitch back up, before your Tina Turner ass get smacked up,
holding my seed over my head like Im shacked up,
every minute you want to act up, ask where the hell I was at,
fuck that, I dont need this bull shit, I aint coming the fuck back,
dont try to see me, read me, plead to me or fucking beep me,
I aint gonna tell you where I be, I'll stop by to see  T,
she need me, and tell your dumb ass friend to come and see me,
put a hole in his piezzy ass knotted head, dumb sleezy 
duck, fuck more niggaz than a hole town of sluts,
ya stale pussy suck dick like lips hands clutch niggaz nuts,
I dont give a shit bitch you wanna bounce then bitch brake,
you and your snake friends is fake, talk to any man that make,
over a hundred thousand, arousing the sickest niggaz in town,
bound to catch some shit quick, the pussy itch, and it sound,
like slush when you walk clit constantly drip like broke faucets,
the little self you had is lost with the babies you've offed wid
abortion, and still you too cheap to take precaution,
sucking on dick untill the come drip got you coughing,
bitch you sick, AIDS infested pussy lips I rather dip,
my shit in poison liquid before I hit the tip of your clit