yo yo

Pullin lyrical weapons to line every part of your body
pullin the curtians on this clown cuz you picked the wrong somebody

Ima burn these rhymes on you so you die hot
i might jus dropp you out side frontlines lot

This rap game i make a job you make it a hobby
makin money sellin yourself in a gay lobby

this rap criminal killin it makein it look silly you gonna get merked
get Fabb 5 to run you down fuck it theses simple lines got your body jerked

damn look at you its like you've been pulled back to Feb 14th
yous a baby now ima make you grow your adult teeth

hit this playboy dawg your gonna feel this heat
a couple lines out and you've jus been beat

peace