Ight Murda

I 'Twist U'r words around' like i got Ur 'Tounge Tied' Till U'r intestants-rip
& 'SLap U'r ass Backwards' like gettin hit by a 'Dislexic-Pimp'
He's just too Punie to move-ya'll, while Blaze is just too raw
P couldn't 'Pack a Hard Hit' if he threw a SLedge hammer in a U-haul
Pop-heat & could 'Mix concrete wit ya tounge' & U still couldn't 'Talk-the-streets
Cuz i'll 'Beat U in the Booth' like 'ass wippings in a slide in restraunt-seat
I'll 'blow out U'r spine' like Speakers on your kneck
my Flow 'Gets rid of P' So You'd think I used 'Toilet cleaner in my Text
Man! your Ass-text Sees U'r death, Funeral & blood Bath-Next
Till I 'Smash your "Car-Rear"' like 'Driving Crash-Tests...

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