Ayo

Your verses are wack.. leaving ~few stressed kids~
cause you like constintly failing rules, in need of ~new methods~//
I ~said this, bet this~.. tell me this ~barage feels good~
and youll have more guys on the side of your house than ~garage sales in the hood~//
My ~stealth leaves you shook~.. you never knew ~Tek would rupture~
cause ya style abstrakt art, in desperate need of ~new structure~//
For that ~ill crush ya~.. leave ya eyes ~on the floor looking~
cause these punches light up your grill, like ~outdoor cooking~//
leave you a ~shook being~.. I got punches. ~sick in eye stuntin~
cause Method. drops more overatted than the ~quick reply button~
Shit ~deny something~.. Im Hot.. You ~spit in the cold~
so i put your fat on your forehead, so you ~know your role/roll~ //

Holla-Back