Muderous..............

Outside tha rules of a true battle style.. Adds’ spit remains Hidden in churches.!
I’ll define tool’s used to Keystyle.. while Lib be Spittin’ His Pre-Written Verses.!
Knowin’ Not ta comprehend my battle tactics suggest that this bitch ain't wise.!
I type’d ya name in R.B’s search engine.. but tha shit was To Wack for Archives.!
AddLip’s hung from his tooth, feel my floss..? Cause I’m givin’ a 21 gun salute.!
I remember you.. This bitch is that wack fool beggin’ to fuckin’ Run Wit My Crew.!
Ya Flow can barely stay Afloat… your Dying to be a “Dope Head” with No Hope.!
AddLibb ain't Trying to Battle Shanks… Watch him surrender wit a Suicide Note.!
He’s like Spoiled Rich kidd’s, tha way this female’s just now Learin’ how to give.!
Hit him wit boiled spits, you couldnt come hot off top rinsin a perm from ya wig.!
Your bad statistics.. Like getting poped by cop’s so pack up shop & stop rappin’.!
Actin like you got game, but ya cash flow like broken blocks dawg its not stackin.!
Beef is Diner & your like cattle with a sense of humor.. postin’ a laughing stock.!
& I’m bombardin’ ya spot, Punches drop n-u-clear past one ta grabb some cock.!
This Chicken Head best step from Dirty, & stop his nonsense.. check ya silence.!
Ur fuckin’ dead.. my punches hit so close to home, Ya sue for domestic violence.!
Scanning ya mind’s past, rewind back & beat you to death wit tha hands of time.!
Damage ya spine, walkin ya blind into traffic and tell U to look back at my lines.!

He’s no Friend of Mine…….

Masked & Murderous