yeah mayne im bout to in a mIN


ok


ya text disgust me, mad disgusting, my name fire cuzzin, your mouth burn when u discus me
u lucky, i only key my verses, pre written, u woulda been shoppin for ya hearst some where in britian
if i force my bars, then your lines is blitzin! Take Ya Lines Back Wit Yer Rushed Delivery
Crush U Instanly, Like Homeless Recycle Cans For Pennies, Dawg U History. Like Washington And Kennedey
I Heard Ya Cd, Now We Use It 4 A Frisbee, Believe Me, Now U Can Throw Punches Freely
Yeah Rtikulate Sick, Wit The Mad Cow Disease, Utter My Words To Damage This Beef, Handle This Bitch!
Amatuer Spits, Im Plannin To Rip The Artifical Intelligence Outta His Brain Tissue
Its Plain And Simple I Aim To Hit U, Wit The Whole Magazine, Then Wit The Next Issue