its ya pussy rymes that i discard

seven words longer than your silent spit

once i start spittin,u start quittin

jus droppin thoughts,why waste my time?

Cause I rather go Fuck a dime

Then buy myself a brand new rhyme

because of that i would feel fine

Smoke sum peyote and feel so sublime

put some lotion on clearin the ash

sock you the face mistake for mash

Once your grounded i'll nab your cash

this is the seven hundred meter dash

runnin while puffin on your whole stash

shit's got me going, no more hash

Guns loaded and they about to blast

Razh