aight kid good luck.


beef?
thats cool cuz i got mines the cocked nine,
stay on the corner like stop signs giveing out work so fumbling a pack only way i drop dimes / 1
why u trying to out-mines?, i'll leave u outlined
and if u husstling that YA~! u'll end up like a blank sheet of paper without-lines/ 2
i spit hot flames dont get caught in the blaze,
ya pap's must be a prist cuz u knew u'll get taken advantage of... guess thats how you was RaI$Ed/ 3
ya days up like calender on the ceiling, pull ya skin back so u could look Apealing, guess im like a crack-head cuz stab'ing you give me that satifiying feeling/ 4
i hate being the bully but you like benzino but its glad to see, that your blood is the flavor to this source magazin/5