aiight fuck it, il drop a lil reply and a post/
and when i get accepted, ill roll a fat blunt and a toast/
but lemme see what im getting, let me see an example/
i dont spit nuttin, to find out i get trampled/
i aint cocky, tho i still be cockin tha steal/
spit a weak a verse to me, and become part of mah meal/
this just to establish that i spit a crack flow/
leave them pills alone, but still fuck wit that dro/

now to get serious, leave niggas to die with no chances of survival/
call me jack the rippa, the way they heart rip-up, wit just glances of my arrival/
i brand niggas like cattle, kill em like beef up ina battle/
they shit fall off, before even placed upon the saddle/
so how they gon ride?, lyrical moon, i fucking change the phaze of the tide/
leave ya dame wit me to long, be minus a bitch, and i be addin a bride/
enuff self glorification, my ammunitions not depleted/
four fifths aint even enuff to bruse my damn steez kid/
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yall aint even gotta reply nigga.. im just so fuckin bored..iite one