dissin some of ya...not just lyricali


Hey Yo....
Y'all kids are a joke like reading satirical writes; in physical fights I'd have these feet stomp to decent in your chest cavity//
The punches to your skull condense your head gradually; Uppercuts have u float in air as I'll dispense the sense of gravity//

----blah not enough time...fuck it....keystyle.....

Y'all think your 'safe'? Well Determination's the crooks that be 'robbing banks'.../
Could have sworn they were sketching with clear pencils the way they 'drawing blanks'.../
Swinging machetes; kids are panicking already; battle us...? Are y'all sure?.../
Being a 'virgin' spitting 'holy water flow's and y'all still couldn't be 'pure'.../
I 'didn't read 50 in ur lines' there for its safe to say they're 'cents-less'.../(senseless) 50Cents
In real life I'd punch u kids with enough tense fists; that'll leave ur heads dense bitch.../
Tru liez' the fact is that your shook kid.../
Getting 'hit by punches' is the only way u'll 'land on a hook kid'.../
I pull quick with a 'lyrical-i' full-clip; and 'cross' u kids out like a 'rook' did.../
Fatal...u 'must be known for a burglar' cause ur reputation is crooked.../
Y'all should just 'book it'...like 'calling for planned appointments'.../
Determination dropping flow on y'all heads like priest anointments .../
Lyricali...u should take me as ur father figure n learn something from me.../
Cause 'paying for rave drugs' is the only time your 'worthy'.../

Like pussy cops, OnE's clockin hoes and droppin foes wit optional opticals to stop ya flows.../
Easy defeat? we're like fat men in army obstacles, forcin you to throw in the towel like your washin clothes.../
Word perfect-sweeter then a potted rose, I'll knock ya nose and like porn addicts you cant do nothin but watch the blows....



nothin personal word perfect, justa battle......

good luck lyricali