u weak fuck get buck'ed face tucked unda the seat
beat ya down till ya style quits N forever decese
im the lyrical beast bless'in ya chest like a prist
never da lease i reless anger N bang-ya with a 2by4 N permanitly put u to sleep
if i strech my bar its cuz u'r a meal thats ready to get
(w)raped up
put da 4's to ya nostilas so u nose u gonna get blasted-up
freestyle only take sec u take a life time befor comein up with a tight-line
bit-mines N whind up with ya teeth broken bearly holding on to ya life-line
take ya N burn ya to ash then smoke ya on the air-plain to really be high
my flow like weed-smokers at 10, gonna keep burnin till i die

freestyle