let me think of it, i got dis nigga+lookin shook+in da blink of it/
from too much masterbation not enough confontation even gettin smoked by a ciggarette/(v-slim)
i can't figga it, u wanted a battle+but r still starvin wid a rattle+/
fuck summin quick u culdn't upset me even if u brought ya ammo/("i can't stop upsettin people" is his biography)
wack as ya are narrow, and dats+strictly to da bone/
plus ya lines bring as much pain den tryin to whip me with a comb/
please ya aint ill, matta fact+but it's da facts+dat kill/
LM's in Loving Memory i wun't mention da sad will/
speak of da devil, i got ya by da horns+just gotta+apply da force/
and blow ya off da map wid my raps have ya jumpin high as a horse/

gunz up hoes down nigga