Ya styles whack...shit would of even been played out awhile-back
ssayin your nice, didnt your mom ever teach you deniles - crack?
Meanin...it aint good to ''shoot''...even if its only at the Lips...
I'ma leave you like ''punked out rockers'' Jeans..
.................................................. ........and have you 'ripped'
just one punch is like a crip and blood mixed in a fight
cause ya ''black n blue'' facin that a lil' RED light....
My spit games tight...yours is the equivelent of a bucket..
gun talk?
nah, You stickin ya dick between your legs and sayin you ''Tuck-it''
I spray...you duck-it, and run ''cross-country'' back to 'Chi'..
After this ya visions empeared like Tyson went & Smacked-ya-eye.

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