Wanna spit with me? Dogg ur kidding me
Listen G, when I’m done with you, you’ll be spitting teeth
I got rhymes as far as your eye can see
U must be schizoprenic, refering to yourself as ‘I’ and ‘We’
When I attack you, it’s obvious not subliminal
Your ‘wonna be gangsta’ style is played out, find something original
Get outta fantasy land and back to your rhymes
cuz none of that shit happens in your actual life
You’re acting all hard, but find a clean mirror to stare in
saying it’s your style... I laugh, that’s just embarrassin
Thinkin you’re a badass, that’s just insane talking
the worst shit you’ve done is get busted for jay-walkin
Do the world a favor and never drop a fuckin line again
battling me and winning? That’s just not fucking happenin

this was an fast and furious spit
hit me