Im putting dis battle away dubbie and pin's so you mines well call dis a ''rap''
I garrentie you not gitten up after the bullet's hit yo face and go through yoo back-
all he talk's about is killing but like my lights you fin 2 get put on top of da ceiling-[heaven]
Next step you betta off give-n yoo hands a brake cuz da shit you type-n is wack so the point of it makes no sence like fucking and then asking for ya vergien-a-ty back-
While my win's rack and rack dis fag's giveing head shot's back 2 back- his rhymes lack and lack when i slam dis fag all you going 2 here is a SPLAT-
NEXT STEP winning is like a broke t.v working even b-4 the vote's came in he know he lost becuse my rhymes are MERKING
NEXT STEP you mines well call me turf becuse if you try 2 run on me your gitten a broke-n leg[most football player's break there leg's on turf]
He 's so wack if i no showed this guy still couldent ''win'' ''when'' i grab up his neck you mines wELL call it da END IM A rip his vocole coards out soon as my teeth go in and the ''NEXT STEP'' is him dieing