aight chek diz....

my rhymes hurt u mentally //
u never knew my boys carried more bars then a state penatentary//
i'm a high school kid so i'm teachin and readin //
come up in ur house and shoot ur mother while she's breast feedin //
her hole chest bleedin//
before i left i i wrote a letter on her neck read it//
i buss gunz and puts hawks in niggas backs//
and ur gurl give more brains then the aliens from mars attacks
man its like i be sippin the pain/
and ur girl comes and tutors me dawg so she really "givin me brains"/
its like i be knifin the point/
fuck the breasts, i shoot ur mom right in the groin/
330 the cheapest buildin'/
cut ur adams apple out put it in a salad and eat feed the children
man yall know da jokah he be shittin crack/
the only time you get "pussy" is when you liftin "cats"/
im the truth man, who be you?/
get shots in the belly leave you missin like scooby doo/
its either the glock 9, i got mine/
fuck coke, ill leave you redder then stop signs/

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