Lines come of so sick youll think this post was raggin
Look at the red background, must of been a stabbing
Call me good weed, cause hes takin this L to the face
I Mastered "blunt" weaponry, "broke" him like a vase
Rhymes is ill, cant be touched like poison dart frogs
But since you incist, swell, Ill see you in the pete bog
The punches thrown are measured on the rictor scale
Someone left the bag open cause his chips are stale *1
Engine runs on eight cylinders, fuel injec and 2 cams
Ya got it in ya legs?, watch the sprayin overhead mans *2
So sick, I went ahead and started callin ICU my home
No tricks, leave dead and have all ya family in moans
If you were an erector set, you couldnt connect bars
Even if ya drew lines in the constalations of the stars
Try to get me a D.Q, upon review, after reading thru
But get replies, in reguard to, he just better than you

*1(Meaning hes biting)
*2(Fuel injectors = spray, cams = overhead)

THIS MOTHER FUCKER WASNT LETTIN ME POST....SITE MUSTA BEEN LAGGIN OR SOMETHING!!!