This Verse was written with a Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
type style in mind, if you dont know Bone, dont hate
if it doesnt make sense to you because you have to
understand the style of their music.

This is a Kapone Production



Yo Check it [atrocious beat, real hard]

Im like guiltless grill, i dont kill
i dont steal, i stay real and spit it ill
till i still feel high from droppin a bill [$100]
knick knack paddy whack dont fuckm with Kapone
cuz hell kick back and smack u in the dome
hold the phone, ur husbands home, i gotta bone [leave]
cuz u fuckin aound on him, and we been gettin it on [o-n]
with no protection, my meat injection to ur separation
now ur facein the devestaion of ur man playa hatin
on me and u cuz he veiwed the tape we produced
watched it in da bedroom, and blew thru the roof
*poof* im long gone like long john on the seas
u look for long, but youll never discover me
after i go u gotta blow me fa sho [for sure]
cuz kapone dont want any moe of you stnk hoe
now im on to ur ryhmes tis time i got on the grind
im swirvim to the side so ur shot dont find mine
every fider of ur life is devoted to suckin cock
i can tell im not wrong cuz ur lines suck alot
my vberbal secrection hits ur internal ceribrum
ur feed off ofem im weedin u like a gardun [garden]
im parduned[pardoned] of the crimes that im chargedun[charged on]
your partun [parting] with ur hardon cuz im kickin u in the nards an'
i peddling stedy amounts of yayo like meat with out mayo
if u subtract the fact that ur ryhmes r wack
ur a cool cat, and id have ur back if they were 4 stacked [4 deep]
im strapped with a cron sack to keep my crap exact
on the point like math,
im jacked up on crack and will give u a pap [pop, shot]
like a japs eyes on guys with thong straps
will add more on this spit that i spat
as of now, gimme some feed back