JUS my feeling comin out ya heard peep
 

coming up i was told to wish on a star
reach for the stars now um grown fuck that
only thing i learn was those were superstion
whut i know snitchs get stitchs an bodies
found up lakes creeks an rivers
my hearts cold like the middle of december
snakes slithering haters plottin an whispering
but i pull the whool over eyes its curtains
so i get back on my grind hard like i neva was gone
an i could kill a man so bad it seem like he neva
was born i can't weather the storm but i can see thru
the rain an pain an i'll kill if his blood he holds in his veins
shanks open ya frame with hold ya remains
i'll let shells sit in ya brain clap!! see u in hell
wit gasoline boots i pump lead in these fruit
peal bananas bloody bandanas my facial work is
sick wit hammers llamas open ya face
like snoop muh fuckas murder was the case

Not a bad drop...could've been better...but elevation comes from practice...

Work on wordplay, and vocab

P.e.a.c.e.

LOL nahh mayne fuck all that shit u sayin,nah mean no disrespect but i like my style ya heard i've done the big vocab an shit not me where um at niggas love my shit ya heard i like my gangsta shit um not wit that canibus type of style that shit took me like 4 mins to type no thought really put in it so be eazy thats for the reply though i mean all yall sound the same to me wit that style vocab wordplay yall all try it an sound like a damn dictionnary i like shit that have feelin shit that getr my hype pumped the fuck up ya heard usin big words don't do it for me-holla