pistol smokin... shit i shot ya man...u'll get lit like candle sticks
an u'r punches dont handle shit like broken pots N pans!!
^^let off 1 punch before i beat ya more... till the 'rooks gone'
every pistol i got is foot long... like i work at a sneaker store
your like a pot-head smoker in a rain storm trying to figuer out how to be 'Matching this'
but the fact is your not Raw.. nigga this beef is sweet like duck sauce packages
bite me!?! i'll have u chewing on raw gums.. inhale deep while im sparking u'rs lungs
you like an armless art-ist cause you can never draw guns
dutch about to roll out.. arent you glad-you-hater
cuz beating me? picture that happening like an armless masterbater
nigga u a fake prodigy... telling false anologys..
get sluged in formality then murder in reality..
my nine will send my thoughts to your brain from different perspective
analyize, to clear your mind to exspose the truth like a game of detective
Dutch stay blazing.. like a embeded virus in ya head he's skills in hes brain eraseing
cuz after dutch throu.. keith'll be left more 'banged up' then sluts at the train station
i hear the weakest rapper show is for hire.. apply quick or just retier..
cuz licking lusipher ass in hell.. is the only way that shit you talk'll be fire!!
so before you write your verse put ya drink down cuz you really dont have a shot!!
cuz your hood like goal-tenders... it relly dont count as a block.. MOTHER FUCKER!@!