aight just listen

speakin on crime is really bad for ya health/ill leave you in crip hood bloodied up and screamin for help/ i dont play games cock sucker just ask around/im hot already but even hotter with a 4 pound/ i make no sound when i come to kill ya tef/and after im done wit you that faggot stanzas next/ill put you in the ground 1 foot deep/ ask y?/....cuz you aint worth the other 5 to me/ and it aint hard to see/why they call me the general of B.L.C/ im the masta mind riding behind enemy lines spittin these rhymes but id rather stay wit a nine/ and my shots so accurate/ ittl make you wish you was whitney singing "if i could turn back time"/ you aint ready cuz ya heart beat aint steady/ you wanna go to war amunition i got plenty/ cuz i got 600 fucken ways for you to die/ comin at me like you doing youll catch blood in ya eye/ you just pissed cuz you read a hot flow and got mad that it its me/ now imagine me doing a track with this rapper for free/ id rather battle him cuz that would be more practice for me/ just dont be mad when you lose/ cuz you just happen to be/ in a place where certain things just dont happen to me/ homie i could do this all day and night just to spite you/ and i could meet you anywhere you want just to fight you/ bhut you just another mc my lyrics done sliced through/ but you just light food/ and im looking for a heavier meal/ you running with glocks im running wit heavier steal/ and now that ive ended tef and stanzas career/ ima take my ass upstairs and go to sleep for real

im to sick for both of yall and whats worse is that on both of yall best days rappn yall still cant fuck wit the CRIMINAL
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