Peep this........
some shit i had writin' b4
i only started a couple months ago so........

im tha real playa your just my bench warmer...
leavin ya body 'twisted up' like slow kids wit 'transformers'...
when im through wit you , you aint got to go to church...
cuz you'll be 'holier' than jesus leakin through ya shirt...
you might learn somethin new nigga so listen...
cuz my 'bars' are so hard they wanna use me in prisons...
nigga stick to bitin' cuz this is more than rappin...
cuz when it gets down to clappin' the only "hammer" you touched was a "craftsman"...
call my gun "jay-kwan" cuz it'll "get ya' tipsy"
shots cross ya face will have ya speakin' like 50...

heres some newer shit i used i used in the crew battle on another site


My gun aint on drugs but its known to 'crack~heads'...
shots'll leave a hole in ya the size of shaqs~bed...
and like some corny cops am~dub are some'whack~feds'...
your crew must think there mario jumpin on 'mushroom~heads'...hahahaha
the closet ya'll ever been to americas most wanted was on the cop sho...
ya'll say your crews hot, illest balls aint even dropped tho...
these niggas ride wit fags, real niggas come around they hide they rags...
throw u in the sahara just to sho u the "desert~Storm" it'll shift shit...
dont call me a 'surgeon' but the gun can quickly give ya'll a 'face lift'...
hi~c dont pack to much 'punches' cuz he's bout as sweet as his name...
but he can sure 'pack' The One, how u think he got on hall of fame?...
c'mon E.W. we got this shit, like 10 year old girls these niggas pack 'plastic clips'...
blast they shit, when we done these hoes will be forgotten like 'tragic scriptz'...