CLAS SIC REPPIN

Yo check dis one out yo

Ayo...

Yo my verses got you dismissen at your own dispursal...
So if i blow dro while typin dis shit means i smoke all things dats "Herb"-al.../

My verses lyrical low-blows cuz they still bust nuts regardless of no-shows...
Fuck ya slow-flows ya rhymes still smellin awful like old hobo's.../

Punches like uppercuts gotcha lifted and jabs to da face leave ya Jaw-shifted...
Cuz I tell him to fuck-off he on my cock like he's dick-whipped.../

Make sure ya sensor ya curse words to get votes from ya church make ya verse heard...
But even if I don’t drop da F bomb twelve times my words still-hurts…/

My punches bruisen gotcha lookin black and blue checkered...
Spit the same shit over and over still gotcha played like a broken record.../ (his rec is 1-12 pretty broke)

yo dats it i'm finished holla bitch you over da time limit

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