*got shit runnin thru my head*
hold up dont come at me wit dat 8 mile shit/
i got guns dat hol up dem 8 mile clips// im back in dis bitch,n im not speakin about Denny's/ ya moms legs is open 24-7 like wendy's// Im from da castle, I cock Hammaz das invisible to cameras/ n dey big with clips shaped like bannanas// Im on da front-line and my punch-lines/ eat at u like it was fuckin lunchtime// Da game is hungry n ya'll ain feedin it/ ur rhymes is wack. I ain eva readin it// If i pull Da GLOCK out yall gunna miss dis cat// ill leave ya white tee red like a christmas hat// But YO.....Im da type to PoP-A-Fella/ and im not Jay-Z buh i sure know how to Roc-A-Fella// Wen i Pop-a-Fella yall cant knock da Fella im bouta drop a fella// Roll up on U n naww i ain havin no fun/ U'll see da gun N act like JaDa wit GHost n run// U dont wanna kill my crew/ cuz my whole crew know u an dey''ll fuckin Expose u// Niggas hate on me till i clap da steel/ Wen I say run ya Shit i dont mean Track-N-Field/ what do ya think?????????????????????????????????? |
yo thought it was better than the last one.......
still need to work on rhymes........ one love....... |
yea work on it
some of the lines look really familiar lol fuck it elevate |
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