nigga u cant kill me....
COS IM DEAD FISICALLY AND MORALLY...
i dont feel a shit from ya spit....
so i just thro it right back at u so u eat it...
Nigga learn to follow d strict scheme,put it in a clip and u still on d bacics
My lines are like a heavy rain...
and i feel ya pain,
cos u as wack ass lame,
i said it b4: check out my name...
u pop it and u fuck up ur fucked up brain...
keep ur toy gun for ur handicapped son
and dont fuck with da bitch make u sniff my gun
nigga twist ur ideas,learn to keep d boat steady,
cos with that u aint ready for me when shits gonna get roudy…
and it showsu aint got d gawls to face a chick dats gonna make u wimp noody………….
if dis gee sees me on d street he goona pee on his jeans
scared i could shoot up his knees….
my lyrics are like a HOT dish...
take a deep breath..cos here is THA HOT SHIT!!

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