aiight bra. lets do the damn thing.......

dude really thinks hes the shit, but all he is, is a piece of one, u talk about chrome, but i really doubt you even got one/
you aint neva seen someone like me come in a battle and merk so quick, so jus lay the fuck down, and please get off my dick/
cause everyone here knows u a fag, killah my ass, more like got killed by my words, cause i'm jus usin u as a punchin bag/
and u dont even understand they style i bring to the table, im a legend, u a fable, u gettin dick in ya ass, in the back of a stable/
im like the most notorious, o so glorious, while u get beat down and stomped by every new-b here, now you the one who gonna be sheddin tears/
i got the glock nine, wit it to the back of ya spine, know for clappin people at any time, i'll snap in a second, and make u holy, but not so divine/
if u dont get it, then u proly never will, cause the only way u'll "x" me out, is by takin an ex-pill/
i hear the shrill, comin deep from with in ya whole body, oops i jus shot him, now where to hide him, under my floor boards, no one will ever find him/
cause, only when i'm rhymin, is where u'll be decidin, how i got this good, thats from fuckin fightin/
my way to the top, nigga ya heart stopped, get a paramedic cause, he needin it after this fuckin slop/
damn! a niggas style so unorthidox, grab my cock, and i'll let u get a taste of the glock/
like it or not, you'll be done with this shit right after one shot/
so, thats it, im done with this finisher, u a killah AC, so i guess that means, u must murder alot of air conditioners/
peace!