Starter

its in my will that your the next i kill, you so used to suckin dick you swollow it down like a oxy pill/
you rhymen out ya big mouth, looks like a duck bill goin aflack hardest punch you could give is in the nut sack/
gunrunna gonna come up behind you and go garilla warfare on ya, while u at a gay bar sayin "lets go 2 my house boys its funner"/
drag ur body to my trunk, you got white stains all over ur waist of ya pants and a pocket full of condoms/
at least you safe of HIV, but dont matter now cuz u a dead wanna b mc, sitten in the trunk next ta me/

Finisher

b4 you hit copy paste to get ur bitten rhymes, think about what gonna happen if you get cought/
when everyone else figures it out we all gonna wanna shoot you with our new 9's that we bought/
i thought u might be good but u rhymen in paraphrases like a robot, you bite so much you gonna get a blood clot/
ill be standen there and wont do shit to make it stop, you be floopin on the ground like a fish out the water/
you melested as a child by ur father, AND U LIKED IT, when he din want head or ass u threw a fuckin fit/