Ayo... lets do this word..........

*Beat starts in that background*
*Stairs in to this 14 year old fake gangsta's eyes*

I bank green , you're a laughing stock not to invest,
Cause by line 4 you already lost the peoples interest,
See, bad ideas come to Killah, just watch how it happens,
He’s come to expect the worst, then makes the worst of it by rappin,
Lacks personals & facts, tries to be creative & witty till the end..
..but Killah knows Jack..<< & even he doesn’t want to be your friend,

*stops beat*
*thinks about what stupid shit killah is gonna say in between his verse*



Pop... pop...pop.. sounds like popcorn kernals......
you'll never win a battle with... fake... forced perosnals,
Now I hate to hate on u.. since we fam an all but really,
Punchin me? Bitch.. only ya mood swings seriously,
Your mom failed at suffocating you, This kats outta the bag
Aint tryin ta be racist......But your waving the white flag,
Dopeness is a plateau, like your "fans" I'm leading you on, ya see?
You'll be looked up to someday...
…Maybe when whackness grows on trees.

Merked Bitch

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