yo


check it,

look its 2 randomly thrown together cocksmokers
they fuck with producs, and r now exposed as ass pokers
were givin u attention, that u dont deserve
ur just a cuple of more wackheadz to step and get served
its werd, im bringin the werst verse u ever heard
its a sin to be gay, so repent in ur bad judgement
go getta win then come back and step again
KS aint prewrite/, but i bet my life/ u werked on urs all night/
you try/ with all might/, but the voterz still like/ mine/
u been here for 3 days and r already on my hit list/
uve taken ur death wish/, now dont get pissed/ when ur dealt with/
ur a rapper? look more like a boy band/
3 white guys with no pants/ holdin each others hands/
lil ass blow, and kadiff are officially "involved"/
cuz i blew there cover on bein gay, the mystery's solved/
outlaws/, a generic bite str8 off of tupac/
ill treat u like missy, heres where you " jump off"/
lol outlaws, more like inlaws cuz u all be kissin/
look at these fucks, an all femcee division /[haha]
ima u leavem with a genie, so they can keep wishin/
any time u want ask, ill stop dissin/
lol outlaws r droppin like flys so place your bet/
cuz avalon merked em, and he aint even dropped yet/
did u read that shit by lil ass blow?/ that homo/
did nuthin but bite lines, but well keep it on the lowlow/
cuz me and yall bitches are goin toe to toe/ brother/
talkin about ghetto stomp, is that when u fuck each other?/
u bit tupac with ur crew but ur in denile/
but proof is, theres a pic of pac in ur profile/
ur fuckin lame, get off the productions bitch/
knight shade beat u, and already took the win/
u two stick 2 each other like white/ on rice/
thats nice/, faggits, actin black when you white/
look at that faggits avatar, is that you nigga?
in this game yall/ all/ small/, and im just bigga/
but u challenged me like u could win u figya'd/
bitch, get bent im tired of fuckin with you two/
so with that said and lyrikally rapped to you/
maybee ull think 2ce about fuckin with our crew/
you guys really are fuckin stupid too/
i hope you realize that me or my boy hoot/
will put you,/ the fruit/ back in the loom/


bitch fuck yall, concentrate on ur own shit, dont playa hate on mine