the lyricalz-I'm-stressin... ain't just wordz-in-a-track
they the wordz that you heard-when-I-snatched
all ya material-possesionz...my spiritual's-infectin' ...
the mindz of herbz-on-the-wax now it's ya turn-to-get-jacked...
stealing is easy especially if you learn-with-a-gat...
you gotta learn-to-get-jacked or get in a turnicate-fast...
if you lucky you don't get the burner to turn-you-to-ash...

damn-these-little-whorez...the only way you'd catch me "bitin' barz" is if I just stole chocolate candy-from-the-store...

I don't jack "chickz barz" but I do jack "crow-barz"...
actually I don't jack no barz unless I wanna jack ya ho'z car...

I go to the liquer store and leave bottlez of Remy-dispersed...
by the end-of-this-verse ho'z can't help but wanna gimme-they-purse...

I stole 20 Lo sweaterz with 20 matchin'-hats...
you can't have a Gucci fit without the hat-to-match...
I went to the register and tried to snatch-the-cash...
pulled out the gat-in-fact when the gun blasts just imagine-that...


I'm tryin' out a new style so my barz would be even...lol...this is another freestyle...but this time it ain't really late night like my other open mics...it's only 11pm...lol...holla wit' feedback...