I come walkin up yo BLOCk, blaze my like "oh my goodness"...
cuz i jacked his shoes, coat and SWEATSHIRT, leavin his ass HOODLESS...
What dis fag wit..no advocate..this gay shit must be wit some FAGGOTS..called Tray Six...
Wait Bitch i'll smoke yo hole crew like i blaze packs of basics...
Don't just step up to me, i'll be tellin yo ass REST-IN-PEACE cuz i'm I.L.L. like P.S.A. wita extra Piece (dats me dumbshits)
cuz i'll pop yo ass like some extacy, and you just and extra bitch...i leave ya weaker than LOT after drinken Extra Fiths...
Stop tellin everyone you hold techs..yeah you hold TEXT cuz i jammed my keyboard donw yo neck like an old wreck...
I'ma i done? nah not YET.. Thats just a flesh wound from dis cold VET...
A VET yeah dats right...cuz i been workin BITCHES and PUSSIES like u my whole life...
Oh RIGHT! yo moms wanted me to tell you about last night...
I'll hitcha in da face and leave ya mouth empty like a ghost town...Nose red like most clowns...requirinya to get mo' CROWNS then the KINGS of Krunk RIght now...
So go to school and study pratical MATH..and ADD so mo accomplishment kicken some extra ass...and an fuckin blast..from some lyrics dats gonna hit you extra fast..like the daytona 500 doin extra laps...
Still not finished wit NO LIMBS and nearly decapited it's incredible...how this bitch is so easily EDIBLE...cuz i chew yo ass up and spit you out cuz i don't like VEGTABLES..
But unlike me..yo rhymes is tryin to spite me...i just wanna spit some shit that make bitches wanna fight B...Alright See
I"ma bout to finish you OFF wit some lyrics dat gonna hitchu mo harder dan SOFT...so hard gonna make yo shit turn around like you members of Criss-Cross

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