..::MURDA::..

--finally meetin its time to Marinate the beef, the way im doggin u..its like a pet owner's lack to Care N pay for Leash...//
--im puttin Iron to wrinkles, for 'dev-ill' basically i air Spray ya crease, ''field goals thru ya gaps''...i put Fair Play to Teeth//
--be like inflammable hazards...im willin to bet LHwouldnt Dare to play wit Heat, u can see death...cuzz ya Near to lay in peace//
--i bench press lightweights, u wouldnt compared to least, ya hardest punches wouldnt Bare weight to me//
--punches spin ya meals....u still couldnt throw up sickness, ya verse balony...cuzz mem doesnt do Cold cut business//
LH get alotta Brainz....as if they didnt already have dickryders for No Tough Critics//
--LH's a horror night of scary dreams...bish, i milk cowards...it would seem dev's a dairy queen//
--if LH mocked SKILL...still its Barely seen, feel this fiercely team, after i crack heads...dope city will have to CARRY FIENDS//
--im changin ya Base of VOCAL...cuzz only 'bitches' screech while im streamin ya audios//
--i poisen the patient wit led around your tubes, like pinnin down ya Ls its like ur already Bound to Lose//
like langston hughes...ya verse felt sorrow emotions and 'bitch' Surrounds the Blues//
--if crack caught feelings...ya loss would bring picture N flowers from ya Town and Crews//
i retire LH, been slept on but now its time to Announce the snooze, comin to wrong territory...he 'beered' to already have Found da booze(boo's)...//
punches stripp ya conscience...freights knock off ya Train of thought, crutches callin u knownin u in too much Pain to walk//
u dont want beef u even AIMed A TREATY....high breed vet leave u stained and greasy//


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