tha shit u spitten was half ass done,my three to five bars will last from five to half past one//
tha only catchin u gonna do is my cum down your throat,heres my gun tha bullets will run down your coat//
then watch em pass through,questions and messages u gonna ask who//
tha all knowing,small growing rage that starts throwin fists//
landin sanded hits thatll make you not ever exist..