A verse i did. Im leavin the rest of the story out, so take what u can from it.


He saw em comin like chicken and flipped a bitch
German engineerin my ass, he clipped a ditch
And flipped the six
Between his, the bitches blood and the blow it left a cryptic mix
Evidence was needles fully loaded, tips drip with fix
Jaw wired in the hospital, its his lip that clicks
Like Starvin Marvin, often off in
A high searchin for the only lost endorphin
Hes past hittin the weed but I watched him coughin
He said, save him the money, buy an auctioned coffin
"Deaths waitin by my side, my only option off'rin
Hell or here", grabs a tape, says "This my last accapella here
Put it on one of ya beats, buy your ass some Belvedere"
I ask which to spill for him, I can trade the Bel for 'Clear
Saw him turn red faced, but he held the tear
Ignorin visions of him leavin waitin till his health appeared
But thats hopin against hope
And if he dies out of respect, Ill blow more sherm and less coke
Tie the hemp to firm the best rope
Thinkin I can make it to heaven when it aint my turn but lets hope

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