NAw aint no free postin i got 100 post...chill
so hes a malee..so you are the same people/
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Ya persisantce will get you sprayed quick, no way ya skills are touchin mine.. replace the bullets in my nine with lines 'n shoot rhymes//
I'll be rearrangin dis bitchs grill,wit a wesson, while she talks about scrill.//
but on the real just chill, I'm not sure you'll ever have the skill to text with X kid//
Break ya glass jaw, have you eatin meet for weeks through a straw.. man, on the real<lmao you should just withdraw cause you know ya don’t want none!//
Read ya flow caught a flaw now I did it up to the fullest and you’ve been outdone, I’ll give you a head start so I suggest you start to run//

Changin style..heater

Put your pampers on and start shittin bricks
grab your crucifix quick----my spacebar's fixed//
this is far from a trick,I ain't a fuckin rookie
your sloppy like a slut,my shit's tite like a nuns pussy//
The Chosen 1 had you,castrated cuttin no slack
you couldn't find your dick with a compass and a road map//
plus your lid is to' back,bitch I left your head gone
hazy from my rhymes,plus my Lugz that you just bled on//
now I guess your dead wrong,decision was a bad one
you shoulda' prayed to God for some hope cuz you had none//

the ender to this sluts record..

droppin quick,better tread,your sinkin like the Titanic
you missed the iceberg and ran into this rhyme addict//
ain't no time to panic,just say your prayers,close your eyes
now put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye