iight check

its my first day on the site i'm already gettin madd love
you on my dick so much i think i'll let you start my fan club
so play ya postion cuz my street cred nigga i don't have to mention
niggaz thought you was crippin but right now you just missin
listen i follow no rules when i'm tryna make my ends meet
you crossed my path i had to lay you in those dirt sheets
six feet deep layin there coughin up mud
awhile ago you was sittin there coughin up blood
you thought you was thug, thats from watchin too much tv
even in ya own dreams you could never better than me
damn i'm hittin you hard but you know my shit is the truth
if ya mom compared us both you'll still be #2
we both new to the site but you got it all wrong
cuz you couldn't spit hot shit if that was the name of ya song
you sick in the head thinkin you could ever battle me
when the only time you should be rappin (wrappin) is on Christmas Eve

holla back