iight yo check it....


Your stressing me is of no fucking use
trynna game me?...bitch u so fucking loose
this anger developes in my own silence
dont make me own ya,cos den it gon be violence
i got alot of memories on how u made me cry
but i'ma make 'em old stories...xcept u wanna die
how dare you ask a whole me for a lil respect
when u know i'ld say FUCK U without ant regrets?
expect "the heavens" call....till u pay u fucking debth!
n i wanna give u a taste of my pinky glock
then tell me how it feels to c ur blood pop
cos therre aint NO PEACE till i pull a fucking shot

if you looking for a dick to ryde....herre..catch d fucking mic
thought i cant spit tight,but u wish u were my type
i keep flowing as fast like a ride,its iight u take a flight
cos i'ma make u know this aint a dyke & i eat w/e's ripe
for 6 years you werent present in my life
and now u want me to love ya..u know shit aint right
you'ld never reach my height cos u a bitch that cant even bite
if you wanna spet tight,grab a pen and start to write
im like a fire and on me u just a cube of ice
i'll grind u into pieces...like tiny grains of rice
cos im black and i can fight,and u wack cos u white...thats right

RIDE = WHIP.....a whip....a car (for who dosent know)

BITCH = THE FEMALE DOG....not bitch as we all always intend



Note : i came up with this verse listening to "act a fool" of master p...i tryed rapping it to that beat and i swear it comes out tight...but anyhow...y'all tell me what ya fink...


holla


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