I think i can handle da truth kid! lol

I smear foes on the concrete..you throw pungant spills..
Da Truth Is..Ya gettin' less props than a low budget film..
Leave reddened chests..ambidexterous, deadly with both hooks..
This dude's fuckin' soft! beat him to death with my notebook..
Got this whore's chin cracked, Pac got you feelin better..
But with snapped necks, It's hard to 'Keep Your Head Up'..
I eat your flesh up, Kids with frail bones, I stretch those..
Quick to shut pussies up like prude girls with legs closed..
Show respect hoe, and don't get blown out of the frame..
Me not dope...thats like Peru running out of cocaine..

*Soned*

Peace
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