i feel ya K-m so im gonna go off the top off my head real quick to this beat i got thats sorda fast...

i spit sentimental when i listen to instrumental
im trying to get doe... for that lincon continital
im trying to get a hoe... and use her for her credtential
and tell her to get low... and suck it all gental
then leave her at the door... like im gone word is born
ya boy ran spit till my last breath is gone
so till then... im outside grab'in my girl titis at the lawn
got u'rs next... when i pipe the puss was tighter then a thoung
and at night i alwasy get it on...
shove'in my dick between her lips while u yawn
the shit feel so right when i admitt that its wrong
but im like a feen needing hit from a bong
plus ya bitch niggas im ready to start fight'in
cuz there things ya do that im really not like'ing
thats why i'll leave ya niggas cut like a hifin
cuz when ya attack i'll strike faster then light'ing
and i can tell that ya niggas is starting to like-in
everything that ya boy ransum is writing
or reciting... but be wear if ya fagget wanna be tyson
my punches like ova-cooked crust's... so u gonna have a hard time bitt'in...

its whatever....

lets just get back to the freestyling shit...
and leave the other comments and beef in the other section...