mY VeRsE

Purple. heard my spitz 'n' squashed tha BEEF, u outta TRY IT!!/
N you Couldn't FLY TO VICTORY if you put ur verse on AUTO-PILOT!/
Can’t even say my name, u look at the letters and start soundin-em-out/
Like giving head to Dracula...you’re going down-for-the-COUNT/
Dismember your carcass…C’s plain wack he’s not a REAL artist/
You’ll think I’m dating the trashcan the way I’m takin out this garbage/
you been textceein for too long... time to get rid of ya pops/*
and leave ya spine with more fractured lines than digital clocks/
I can see through you easily Like~White~Pearl~Glass-es/
That shit you often talk can’t be backed up Like-White-Gurlz-Ass-es/
im the truest who do this... your more played out than Puka Shells/
a bitch wouldn't let you cop her top (copper top) if ya name was DURACELL!/

*He had anotha alias..I aint gonna say tho..