track 11
 

I fucks wit the real
you can fuck the fake
touch scrill while I feel on cakes
steal on snakes
or hijak and pull the steel on fakes
my niggas scrape
like we cant drive straight
doors open
erybody out they fuckin seats
Like I do for you
dont let nobody fuck wit me
and take flight like a pilot
Comin like a siren
all up in you like a virus
slugs hitem like a cypher
back to back
B'legittas burn blunts
blow sack to sack
and when the worse turn up
go strap to strap
until claps echo off chests
I be the next to off next
takin off vests in the west
disrespect we be takin off necks
like ya wig peice
kiss ya girl bye
dont 4get to tell ya kids peace
we blow zips and roll spliffs outa swish sweets
and when I die I still wonder would you miss me

"if you can take me away, I'll be with you 2night"
"cuz I dont wanna stay, and be stuck on my grind"

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But this was ok...structure needs work in this piece, make the lines a little longer and the same length so its structured better...You had some good multies in this though...vocab was ok, needs to be up'd though....your flow was pretty decent in this piece i thought, got off at points....but overall this was ok...keep at it.