ok heres my verse


now that killas had time ta rehearse im a rip his verse to shreads leave his remains in a hearse//
i dont know y he spit he cursed all the scripts he wrote came out of a nightshade verse//
now its time to disperse my crew to pillage like in the 1600's we rob each village//
it constant the conflict is nonsense uve got no intent well spit quick leave u cut like we some gutter spicks//
clutter n garbage all ur spit now thats all thats it no time no lines
no mimes u cant rip//
so we flipped it then stripped it ima a pimp bitch its a constant itch
to leave yo mind ripped//
take a sip call up some english pip cause ur ryhmes done slipped
read this like encrypt the data leave u entombed//
prophecies will consume u then leave u enbalmed
all u do is whackin use tha palm//
while i spit u read these psalms pay strait almes that bitch tag will be enough ya sig in my palm..

next homie get down 100..