you get stomped in soil, that why -dirt- boi, lies restin
kid figgers its his league so he ain't gotta check in
my name suits me, i'm knonw for havin pieces of emcees in my bile
but this kid is no accomplishment, look guys -he changed his tite-
kid get smashed and curb stomps the only way you hard to theese streets
fingers clenched cuz choke holds on kids become hard to realease
you bite from awful emcees and put shame to them ate rhymes
this kids an herb and runs da league, not much else to say in theese eight lines

sorry its so short try not to make yours that long... i got shit to do peace

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