....dog,
i'll have u leaking from razson gelttes
u aint even a treat..... i'll snatch ya dow then be egared to bet
i'll put the egale in sweats
cuz like dorney park,... half my plains is to be leaving u wet
i'll brake the figers u write with so when u throw them up,... it aint even a set
im the evil in flesh, while u believe in da vest
so da 22 on ya chin while the da only led u have.... u need'em for test
it aint hard to see whats next,
cuz my flow like biggie,...... so u'll be feeling ya life-after-death
with the knife im da best,
so if i cut u slack.... its like im teasting this pig-chest
waisting this brige leg's,
so when u collaps.... its cuz u couldnt swim through my stead-flow
and when them pistols blow....
its like crack'in them neon sticks the way the'll block i'll glow
In that big-block u'r slow... *head aka brain*
cuz when i ask if u got "mo".... all u said was thats someone u wanna know *get it*
if u the best then show,
the green in the street....... so i could go
N beat-u-down till this bitch stance is like hes lay'in-low
but keep praying-thou,
cuz when i chip ya front's its likes paint-guns...... i'll spray ya door

BITCH hold-that