Ya boi Reppin dat 305
 

ima lyrical killa//
murder-ma-cilla//
when i spit wit a weapon//
a niggaz a hero//
sorta mixed wit a villian//
i got love many niggaz//
but i rep my shit//
if u gon rep it//
u should die wit it//
im lyrically gifted//
not cocky//
but like a shocky sorta mixed wit da giants//
only 17//
but my clique da head of alliance//
i aint lookin for love//
from any nicca who gon give it//
i gain respect//
earn respect//
cause im strictly addicted//
im like a drug phene sittin on a death row sentence//
im willin to die cause i did it//
and im already in it//
not willin to spit it if seen it//
if i spit i dun it//
so dont expecting the extrordinary//
cause my prize is confronted//

~1~

much love to my niccaz in dat 305 (Miami) (old home town) and my niccaz reppin that (917) up in ny
~love~

i dunno what a 305 or a 917 is,but whatever it is,ok.
my bad i didnt really feel the flow to this but you had some aiight lines,maybe jsut extend someof your lines and even the syllable placeent in each and itll sound mad tight nahmean,keep elevatin.
bismillah