Fried Pork
 

fuck a cop
let his ass hold his badge up my buckshots
spin'em 90 like he taken a mug shot-
holden my dick grinning letten my slugs drop
watchen the lights rotate holden his fate as the blood stops-
fucken prick,
now ya family watches the clocktick
i'm in character like pit-with an axe and a lock-pick-
that's hollywood but not this
i got ya tots on my knocklist and i'm already hot and pissed-
GOD get the halos hoveren, step in cribs like brotherman
out for certain
let the forensic entertain the worken of satans urban erchent-
fuck the world and all the pigs,-i'm like the british killen everything incernerating them on twisted twigs
ma get the instant bisquick mix-we haven brisket's at six-
tee'd off like fuzzy zeller eating chitelings on 18 greens...
madder mr.t's gucci link,- after7,000 A-team repeats-
hypertension- my heart peaks at 5000 beats
my blood pressure is 200 over 2 the doc's said i've been dead for weeks-
the cop crippler, a nigga who bombs' spots
watchen'em plead for mercy-i shake my head like don knots.

Yup

well i aint giving no mo feedback in open mic

SLEPT ON

I wasn't really feeling it your structure of it because your flow
was kinda choppy and your syllable count was kinda off in my
opinion juss be honest tho ~1~