yo dis nigga spiitin like he cool,
prolly on his computer dressed to kill,
not knowin dat i fuck all his shit up once his blood is spilled,
we alll know dat shit was prolly rehearsed,
thinkin he rappin a ill verse,
dis pussy nigga dont even deserve a hurse,
matta a fact dis nigga dont even desearve my verse,
maybe we should hit him wit a still face and make his brains disperse,
den rape his bitch on top of his body and quench her thirst,
dog gon it i really wasnt gonna say shit
but when my trey spit
it leave niggas unidentified like space ships,
leave him more sour den the rocafella split,
dis nigga prolly wish he could kiss my ass,
so he can taste my shit,
given dis nigga ample opertunities,
read dis nigga like da davince code,
flames money and hate aint new to me

Still Dreamin ENT.
Holla Bac

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