a crime boss i accept bein punished; step up when confronted/
mash my foes to a bloody pulp make enemies sick to they stomach/

just messin around wit dat rhyme scheme tryna make somethin of it but here go my verse

nigga u a bitch in hot water i'm down 2 slaughter opposers/
like jesus at birth a souljah; stuck on this earth callin jehovah/
LC in dis bitch til its ova guns as my witness i'm bound 2 rip dis/
u can tell from "how ya names spelled" nothin bout you's "authentic"/
i'm hellenic with ancient scriptures of felonious lyrical mashes/
known 2 leave chalk on blocks like a serial killin lryic assasain/
wanted me outta heavy hittaz bitch u got nerve 2 play me/
i'll put you in semi- retirement quicka than that faggot jay-z/
down 2 ride leave u 2 tha side layed out with a snipe riffle/
ya crew gon merk me, HOW? doin drive-bys on unicycles?/
picture that u couldn't kill me even if u was half tha man ya bitch was/
speakin of her when's tha last time she let me get in dem guts?/
watch me n my team take tha figure of a circle beatin niggaz purple/
claimin i wont do shit bich i aint ya average steve urkel/
LC til tha end mothafucka but i really dont need a crew/
matta fact fuck dis i'm done spittin *hands tha mic 2 u*/

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do i need a fuckin sig?