alright ill drop some bars

yo illict lethal lyricists quick to rip mics smack your mom and rape your bitch
shit is about to get heavy RB knew this was coming they still aint ready
like warlords we swing platnuim swords turn verbs into illict words
fuck what you heard or who you roll wit just know thats who you gonna fold wit
we spit sick shit leave you split like personalites you grab da mic you a fatalite
straight microphone combat crushing wit out the gat da bat or trunk of da cadilac
straight lumberjacks cutting timber my style of flow very limber like a gymnast
you seen the murking hell you da prime witness bear wit dis or end up missing x-mas
5'0clock news you and ya bitch ass crew mic up your ass posing in the nude.

holla at your fucking boy

"dont get mad or hate me its not my fault your mom tried to rape me"
Krackmittens