Yo, they say loose lips, sink ships...
So what's gone happen if you the one these loose lips hit?...
If two clips spit, you would think you hit.....
A single shot to the brain, now that'll make you miss...
Yo Haze ain't fit, I could take your script.....
Roll em up, and smoke em down in less than two hits....
Leave your body to get found in at least three trips...
With your body losing blood, lips affixed around your dick....
So let me put you on, if you ain't up on the kid...
The name's Aragorn nigga, remember that and you'll live.....



10 lines/ bars whatever. I do music so one line is one bar to me, spit as much as you feel necessary.