AIte coo verse..nuthin speacail...im gunna have to try..this time

yo

Battlyn me is Insane,Naw dats just played,uzin da same lines ya heard from ya pears//
Left the other 2 victims of mine,u the third,think bout a new career//
Dis Herbs strate bammer,i wudnt waist my time rollin-u-up//
KNock ya down like hammer,got u wishin i didnt show-up//
Ill hit this net thug so hard hell drop dead cold in his dads office chair//
Sendin head slugs to ya dome, cuz My illness cant be compaired//
KId ya LYRics are fatal< I doubt they just unstable like a 3 legged table//
Ya crew cudnt contend to my skills, when my lyrics are enableD//
Damn be foreal kid, im spittin rappad lyrical shells injectin u to da fullest//
Im LYrically strapped bitch, an when im paked wit da steal u start sweatin bullets//
U proly sum hik white boy walkin around wit a mullet , on his head//
Inbead u wit a loss till u drop,an think about a new hobby instead//

wuick but full of heat..
pc uppin