[A Plus]

Plus is back to dust a rapper

That's my given purpose

What must I slap ya

You're living worthless

Void of value

Noid and how you need to just quit

Peep the plus shit

We's a must get

I gostta leave the wack behind

Watch the beat attack your mind

Eh yo MC don't pack a nine

I needs no gun

I got a rap to make you flee so run

You're no one

You flow none

I relieve you of your rhyming duty

Since you're rhyming booty

Rudely I leave a rapper loot free

Subtract your ends

And then attack your friends

I kick the facts and relax with skins

And since I move a little faster

Fools allways wanna call me gased or

People think my name should be Elastor

But who's dope in the house tonight?

No one; cause you're all wack

When you fall back

I call that fake

Cause you're born to loose

A-Plus came to warn your crews

The ?corn? you use

Will get you torn and bruised

(into scraps)

You should have listened when I sent you fax copy

skulls with my mental axes

But yo the Plus lives so I bust kids

I crush ribs

Yo the plus gives a motherphuck

Couldn't care less if you're near fresh

Plus and Cas is gonna bust your asses

[Casual]

I need a little bit of space

Back up. Hittin with the bass in case

You act up. Its Casual;

I motherphuckin rip the track up

Off the head of by request

The best- It goes beyond the flesh so Jon is fresh

Yes; y'all would never step in my division in rhymin'

It takes precision and timing

I mean too much for you

No matter what you do