I ran throu ya whole crew... from fly e.. to sonny bars... now you...
ya bars cant man up... they bitch made... cuz they all came from you...
aint shit change... u mention: they say im wack... but i havent lose...
how you claim to be the man around here... when you have a boss...(sonny bars)
get lost...this a grown mans game and i aint trying to murder you kid...
the shit i spit... can rip ya top open... faster then fats kids with a crack lid...
u aint got no dope lines... look what crack did... you need practis...
cuz you couldnt spark a written with heat if ya verse was on matches...
nothin' remains of a 'sickhead' face that's twisted...
I left hidden tips in lines but his status missed it...
and now you fade from existence with a smith and wesson...
technique shown... jet li flow as I kick and wreck 'em...
sick when repp'in... let you throw first than limb rip in sections...
chin check s.head all wreckless... head shift and leave a neckless...
aww did you miss me sucker...fuckin dush.. thats why ya lips be puckered...
you the only one i know who just gotten himself killed when he Diss Me FUCKER...
show ya the mirror...them bad lines would cut me up to...
fuck me up too........ the point where the coke would shut me up too...
over the dosage.. medics toss straps over ya sholdas n dont know where to focus...
how could it happen how come his shit just exploded...
diss me again fucker....mixed battery acid n some yay and added just a pinch a bakin soda...
im takin ova..you wack rap cats aint even close to my skills wit this...
im killin kids like prescriptions not meant for you...ignore the law n just fill the scripts
pills n shit.....deadly concoction... ups and downs mixed wit it...
just kiddin...or am i ...take this fuckin script and i dare you to go n fill the bitch...
and this is a quick key...this isnt even close to my written shits....


for-real 4-real....
this is just practis to me...

thanks for the warm up...
im waiting for the real workout thou...

also you can peep my open mic drop called: Calm The Fuck Down...
which shows more creativeness if you dout me son... Word...
300 J.G We Running This Rap Shit...