here we go

O- M-Y goodness,
this dude dun got me on the deep en/
my gats must got camidia(the std) cause the stay leakin/
dischargin hot shots to tear yo flesh off/
so many holes in yo chest can play connect four(board game)/
the i stretch forth/
when i bubble them leadeas/
people say i'm like McNabb cause i run wit dem egales (desert egles the gun)
pumped wit lead/
you know i kepp the heat sparkin/
barry yo head, tell if you hear da streets talkin/
dis nigga swear he hard like he sold crack of da streets/
da only way he can do dat is by speradin hiz ass checks/
you mad sweet/
they call me the rhyme murdera/
i got more followers than devil worshipas(worshipers)/
damn/
you dont want to fuck wit da boy/
you know im hot ;when fire marshall bill want to play a track wit da boy/
u sayin why dis nigga still talkin/
no conscience/
blow yo chest of and keep walkin/
now im hear you know u got to earn it/
battlin me is like spittin rhymes wit a fernest/
send a nigga like you straight to da grave/
take point blank style, let da shots sky dive into yo waves/
the notic is now inagurated/
i spit so much shit that my toung is constipated/
its not serious i do dis for fun/
my pimp game is so tight that i can get a lap dace from a nun/
they ain't shit you can do cause i alredy the winna/
yall nigga put yall votes in while i finish my dinna/ holla............. The Notic

sorry i got carried away, it just kept comin, so i kept typin.