-Take ya coins, release bullets at ankle joints, ya verses like 'dull knives' they're ain't no point//
-I might deploy all bullets to swipe decoys, cause every line you gettin 'Pist-on'(pissed on) like Detroit//
-Leaving u with a empty spot like puzzels with missing pieces dragon could never be a Completed-Set//
-When i post my verse is the only time u recive Heated-text,even if this kid beat World War 2 vetrans he couldnt have say he Beated-Vets//
-Freezin this chump, fuck dragon, I'll leave you with lumps, bitches think I fill gas the way I'm squeezin the pump//
-I swear im cocky, throwin punches compared to Rocky, I'm like a door in the ghetto..‘dragon' scared to ‘knock me'//
-Like docters with babies i hold ur Life-In-My-Hands,like dragons i spit flames from the THROAT say i got flames Stuck-in-my-Glands//
-Like INSANE pros im crazy and kill u the way i take Knifes-to-my-FANS,ur not pleasin the voters like busy husbands that find there Wife-with-another-MAN//
-Pockets decayed, flesh burned, sockets displayed, you'll need a ‘Rolex' in ya mouth just to watch what you say//
-Hit from far, blades left ya body ripped apart, fam you couldn't ‘beat me' if we were to ‘switch our hearts'//
-Watch the votes realize what u spit is all Played-Verses,leavin dead bodys in flames call me insane the way i set A-BLAZE-HURSEs//
-Skining u for the game sold like Gator-Purses,watch how i play with this KID like cathloic preist in hospitals as Por-TRAED-Nurses//
-You hardly see me commin, I'm barred through streets, I'm like a soft dick in the game cause I'm hard to beat//
-Breath in sight, left at night, death by knife, now kats think you forgot ya glasses, the way you left the site//
-Ur wack people might like ur flow but all u do is rhyme any word With-Out-Meaning,no cry for help cuz ill rip ur voice box out so fuck Shout-ing-or-Screaming//
-Yous cry About-Feeding,i new u bit ur verse cuz ive allready hurd what i Was-Reading,but ur verse is wierd n missing somthing like drums With-Out-Beating//
-I Get-Applause as Metaphors Rip Ya Skull and Render Your Sprained-Nose-Fractured, Lord I Commit 'Straight-Sin-I-Penetrate-Skin' Until the Blood-in-your 'Veins-Flows-Backwards'//
-With ur weak punches saved up its inpossible that ur writtens-hurt,my punhces connect to the dome and leave ur vision-blurd,call me ur maid cuz ,dawg, you gonna getin-served//
-Gloughts and blocks, twisted thoughts and cops, chrome bustin shots, diabolical plots//
-But dawg, u keep runnin ya mouth lyk dat and u gonna end up lyk 2pac//





sry 4 da wait dawg,..........................................