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When I write, Skandz infest tha pen, u wont Test Again//
I dont buddy up, becuz I only have Tecs for friends//
Fuck u bru, Make ya Best Decsend, Let em Rest wit Ten//
Ya Breath’ll End, I Leave Backs Wet Like u be Mexican//
Use to Slang Sacks, Paid off Weed N Cain Cash//
When i let this Thang Blast, U gon dance like Dame Dash//
Uz a Lame Bitch, Get burned when tha Skandz Blast//
Brainz Bashed, As far as yo corpse goes, Ya Framez Scrapped//
Ur Remainz Trashed, Charred N Burned to a Crisp//
U never pass my class, 2 Hard, U Learn wit diz Fifth//
That shit u talk will Earn u a Clip, In an Urn u will Sit//
Rot N Decompose ya Flesh, Then u really Turn 2 Da shit//
Heat Releasin, Ya Skillz Decreasin, Wit These Stingz//
Pass out Bullets, look at tha ammo this Courier Creep Wit//
Heavy Metal, I got more Straps than Victoria’s Secret//