word...........time.to feel my flo..............didnt mean to do this to ya.....sike of COURSE i did bitch



im sick of fake ass 'gangstas' postin its a damn travesty,
tha only time he 'flos' 'hott' its when my bullets enter his chest
'cavity'//

yo ima rip u up wit my sick styles/ im spittin at 'sonic' speeds ul stay chasin me for 'miles'//
u look 'down' kid/dont 'frown' kid/ u not tha only one in town who spits like 'wet' 'cunts'//
it stinks, drinks till it 'stuffed' 'up/ till its useless n 'fucked up'' like dead 'drunks'//
ima disipline u, watch my intelect get up 'in' u/ ya 'quest' to beat me is unreachable like 'hadji' str8 "sim sim salibimed! you//
now u caught up in ya own thoughts/ dissoriented ova tha lines u thought was on 'spot'/ ur thinkin 'nursery rhymes' wats 'hott'? wit flos like that a free clinic wouldnt give ya punk ass a 'shot'//
im 'blowin' u away like warm 'snot' use ya soft as rymes as 'tissue'/
ur ability levels isnt an 'issue'/
watch as my 'neo' 'nazi' rhymes rip up ya 'spine' and u respond as hard as a 'pissed' 'jew'//




and thats all it takes to finish you///