iight im checkin in


N.E.T. Tryin to fuck wit me/
they call me cpr cause when im done wit you thats what you gonna need/
if you scared run now/
cause my lyrical rhymes/
wit these lyrical lines/
will criss cross your thoughts, like corn rolls in nots/
after i take this win I'll hang you out and leave you to dry/
like over a mantle wit a master piece/
but compared to me you a disaster piece/
you one of them kids that went from pop to hip hop/
and be carryin L's like gays and fakes/
theres alot!/
sayin your shit get around cause it good.../
bitch please your shit spread cause it like a disease/
your name shouldn't be N.E.T it should be H.I.V/
like your sig. now who's disturbin the peace?/