aight wordz...enough wit the small talk...//
u wouldnt do shit to my ribs... homie ya all talk...//
where im from u get bounced on just like hydrolics...//
cuz im more hi-tec then sony electronics...//
i really live the life u just rap about it...//
u rippin me apart... man i really doubt it...//
talk is cheap... take money to buy guns...//
an i got cannons...//
im landing everyshot i spit at cha...//
this is premeditated murda...//
i was planning to get at cha...//
i thought id give u a brake...//
an let u rest easy... or make a mistake...//
u took 5 mins to right that rhyme...//
aint that sweet.... im glad im worth ya time...//
but the only bad move u made was fucking wit crime...//
get up on a mic i bet u choke...//
u could put ya money where ya mouth is...//
but id leave u broke...//
my flow extinguishes ya fire... it just left u smoke...//
now hes gonna drop a nother 5 min text.. this kid is a joke...//
took his ass 2 days think up what he just wrote..//
but only 5 mins to figure how copy an paste work..//
it takes work ...to be on the level where greats work...//
he called me a faggot... ouch that was tragic...//
but ima leave this homo burried in a fucking pink casket...//
right next to pac an eazy E...//
so u can take notes on how real MCs sleep...//