Young P just a bitch ta me gonna get killed ruthlessly and mercilessly have me coppin an insanity plea.
His face like Halloween cuz I hit mean like Butterbean on caffeine the way I keep him from fifteen. (he's 14 yrs. old)

Reppin Exec's leavin they rep a wreck like they bounced some checks tryin ta buy they Tech's...
Bank account has no amounts and ya ass can't count thinkin ya rich but buyin "previously worn" at discount.

Interested in graffiti but gettin baked like ziti cuz ya tryin ta spray paint a goddamn peace treaty...
Sign ya shit but use your blood spit ta drown like a flash flood so I can "drag ya name through the mud".

Liberty Bell goin through hell cuz like sickle cell through black personnel ya leavin ya city far from well...
Ya cracked when ya fell just like ya bell cuz ya wear idiocy and frailty like fuckin hair gel.

"P's" Young cuz puberty ain't sprung leavin him baby hung dreamin of Connie Chung's tongue...
Someday you'll score but it'll be with a hardcore whore who'll show the emotion of a movie with no musical score.

Before ya diss my crew cuz we've recently lost a few I'll subdue you like Pepto to a stomach flu the way I coat and smooth...
Covered or uncovered my back stays just fine, like I discover ya bed-covers are stained and it ain't wine.

This child "don't spit first" by his own quote, he spits "after" his dad cums down his throat...
Incest boat ya float, pop's dick ya promote and ya think after all this peeps gonna vote for what ya wrote?

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