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Lookin for comments..an shit

gotta slight-need fa weed, u can find-me in the streets-of-sj//
fuck wit sircut and u lucky to keep-ya-chest-plate//
u can eat-my-tech-frame, pull one fo a homicide//
ima a sergeon on-the-mic//
rate "higher" than other mc's like im "off-the-pipe"//
gotta 50 cal on-the-side of my h-i-p//
u can take-my-heat but u cant take-my-d//
u fuckin wit the wrong-cat//
i bomb-raps to ya sector to make batter contact//
its a long-track to walk in this part-of-the-town//
wit that big mouth u should start-fa-the-ground//
ima start sparkin-them-rounds into-ya-face//
get off the track, u aint have a chance to finish-the-race//
u been-a-disgrace fa a long-time-runnin//
i got-nines-pumpin through ya flesh-and-meat//
hit ya chest-wit-heat//
then its game over, next time dont mess-wit-me//
but fa now dogg, rest-in-piece//

cats is scared-of-this, i dotn think you aware-of-this/
get get bombs dropped on u like u was harborin terrorists/
and we cant talk it out, this shits way past-discussion/
have-to-bust-him, blow him up like weapons of mass-distruction/
you lackin-substance, not tha king-of-these-boards/
cuz ya writtens all sloppy like ya fingers-got-bored/
this catz-not, what he claims to be, get his ass-shot/
wit more G'z in the briefcase than wax-got/
honestly, tha thought of these MC's bombin-me/
is comedy, you'll find a "W" tha same place where osama-be/
who-knows?? cuz ya shits got too many loop-holes/
rapin em all like child molestors in group-homes