Ayo...Marcianno...Roll Ya Bitch ”O’z”, Ya Name Soundin’ Like ”Italian-Sopranos”//
Get ”Sued” By My ”Pistols” Like You Found A Mosquito In Your ”Mc-Donalds”//

Your Fondled Cause Ya End Up Feelin’-Up The “Blood-On-Ya-Chest”, I Know Watchu ”Owe”//
Too Many Thoughts To Take-Notice, I Put Ya “Cardio-Arrest (A Rest)”//

Ya Heart-Stops Just To ”Know” Every Second I Could Put Ya “Home-Funds” Ta Rest//
Health Insurrance Is ”Gone”, When I ”Return” Knowing The “Interest-Doubled-At-Best”

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You A Peasant That Take Wrong Steps, Inept”[/b] To Your Own Families- ”Best-Interest”, So You Trip In Interrogation Chargin’ You With ”Incest”//
I’m Only Obligated To ”Elevate” If You Promised You’ve “Progressed”, Your Regime For Rappin?, All I See Is A “Desolate-Test”

Finisher



Hope Ya Got Ya “Noggin’ (Brain/Christmas Beverage) All Dressed In A ”Bullet-Proof-Vest”, Cause I ”Crack-Eggheads” Just So Niggas Could Say That This ”Diss(Dish)-Is-A-Mess”

Alright There Is 10...Really All I Have Time For...

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