U EVA WONDA HOW MANY MICS U WOULD GET IF U APPLIED TO DA SOURCE.....OR HOW BAD YA MOM WOULD FEEL IF I DID AWAY WIT CHA CORPSE...//I LEAVE NIGGA'S WITH UN USEFUL RAPS WHEN I PULL DA NOTEBOOK AND DEY LUNGS COLLAPSE.... SPIT WHICH SPLITS DEY SHITS AND LEAVE DA CHEST WIT BREAST OPEN SKIN FLAPS//WHEN U HEAR MY WORDS SPITTIN PICK UP YA VISON DON'T SPIT BACK CAUSE I HIT CHA LIKE THA ANSWER HIT THA DECISION...PICK IT UP BUT NEVER GOT TO THA INCISION BUT ALWAYS COMPLETE THA HEAD ON COLLISON//IF U COULD COUNT U CAN'T COUNT HOW MANY SAPS... I REPHRASED MY BOOK I JUS NAME IT THA FACTS... TANK'EM AINT NEVER SEEN YA SO CALLED INVISIBLE GATZ U FAGG GUYS BE BRINGING OUT IN YA RAPS...I'D RATHER HAVE YA GIRL SMACK YA IN DA FACE WIT HER CLAPS//ALL I SAY IS FUCK ALL DEM NIGGA'S I AINT GONE STOP TILL UNCLE SAM PLUCK ALL MY FIGGA'S.. AND I MURDA ALL DEY KILLA'S//CAN I JUS SAY TRYIN TO MAKE MY POCKETS GETT FATTER MY SHIT SO HOT SPIT MAKE ALL YA SPERM SKATTER//NIGGA I JUS NEEDED MONEY I NEVER WANTED TO SCREW I JUS LIKE TA MURDA I NEVER WANTED CHA CREW//I LOVE SPITTON RYMES TO UNWIND MY MIND AND I LOVE BUSSIN GUNS JUS DA PAST DA TIME.... IN NOT A PSYCHOPATH KILLA I JSU LIKE TO BLAST ON RYME BATTLING NIGGA'S//
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