ayo, i said 15 min not this drop first shit....
it was in da rules... i ain't know herb that got to read someone elses shit to get insperation... anyway her it is.......


ayo, this cat Mel must be fakin his skill,
catch a seisuer cause this nigga will leave you shakin fa real,
what da deal wit these herbs punk bitches now-a-days,
challingin psycopath killers tha merk'em with murderous ways,
woods displays ya brains, you get hung from da wit,
tha rhymes comes from ya body like waste, cause they bullshit,
ya punches hit like feathers blowin smooth in da breeze,
you thinkin ya own shit wack while you punchin ya keys,
this nigga right here come wit trajik delimas,
one thing i love ta do iz murk these begginaz,
you a mid-west crip, what you baingin in little rock,
you thinkin you kurdin ma fuckkaz, afta dis that shit'l stop,
As you readin this thinkin "how could he do it?",
"I knew I shouldn't have tested blak, oh fuck I blew it!",
fuck yo little rhymes, bitch you was a waste of time, and afta you drop ya shit I know I'm a be fine.....

one

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da blakest nigga dis side of da moon.
Blak Woods
-The Peasantry-



Get Aktive Nigga...
-blakout-