ok lemme try this.. has been a while as well,



damn right like clinton, i fucked my secretary,
better than u, haveing to visiting the mortuary.

i do admit your rymes are ill though,
sounds like they came out your ass, wait that was a dildo,

wicked game, your intised with fame, u aint shit in this game,
fuck you bitch, u just an itch , ahh got it like that u aint nothin,

so stop frontin, forget you nigga, sound more like a wigga,

whats that u speakin ebonics, should be called nigonics,
u need hooked on phonics, im hooked on cronx

cut your throut, take u out on a boat,
tie you to a brick, so u dont float.
u think im sick, dont worry about it,
cause im tired of your shit,
u know, i spit the illest flow,
pile up the doe, hit you so hard make u hit the floe,
im tired of these fake ass rappers who claim fame,
but aint shit but hot air riseing from the flame,

you nothin but ashes, be kissin everyones asses tring to get a deal,
when u need to worry about your next meal, cant say i know how u feel,
im not as fucked up as you, lookin like a broke ass jew,