ill take a knife, and ill fuck ya whole life up/
do us a favor, and put the damn mic up.. matter fact, take it, and cut them damn mic plugs/
i make thugs, not them internet sissys/
ill take this "hardcore" nigga, and make that bitch a misses/
my styles not in the books, nothin less than potent crooks/
but when it comes to structure, my shits a tornado and ya hook is shook/
i payed the piper, you dont even pay ya bills/
you sit at home durin the summa, dressin G, and takin stills(pictures)/


nigga my rhymes are heat seekin... they leave ya verse holy, like jesus ya sins-seepin/
wit a fist like the hulk, what was ya body is now bulk... left you rodding and shotty inside of ya moms trunk/
this interior-task, will leave ya body inside of exterior-casts, and break the laws of sciences when you no longer exist-as a mass/


just a lil somethin...bored as fuck

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