this is not my verse
Leave your family in the triage, second guessin
graf artist, I'm good with sketchin weapons
Leave emancipations for lacerations
With bunks to gun a pump like...... I'm half Jamaican

J-Will

Nigga I ain't got respect for you please
You ain't sittin on dough, you fallin off like sesame seeds
Cause you can't bear pressure... if you don't wear vestes
Crime unit find you and.. I hope they got air freshners.

Im like lloyd banks im on "Fire"... u think otherwise then u'll get put in the trunk like spare "Tires"....i bit u ... pass out venom like a fucking spider....Skano more softer then some baby "Diapers".... i'll shoot atcha head like i was the "DC "Snipers".... .nigga you st8 "herb"... and I'll put ya face to the "curb" see u remind me of the wild coyote always chasin the "Bird" I never made pizza but i'll flip ur fucking head like "Bread" ...i aint a hair dresser nigga but i will put a clip in your "Forhead"... And the only time ur goin to be the best is after im..... "Dead"....

Word of Advice

Don't stop ur day job ..... cuz u garbage in "spitten"and half the shit u saying is probably "written" and not even yours ...
i leave dead in the streets ...next to the "Curb"
and.... i 'll shoot at you nigga like hunters shoot at
"birds,"....