yo its like dis.......


I'ma do ya like Toni Braxton...make sure ya never "Breathe Again"
too late to reverse ya fate...a hearse is what ya leavin in

White-PAc receive a win...Do or Die couldn't "Picture This"
ya typed a 50 bar novel thug.. my 20'll leave ya scriptures ripped

this quick verse is sicc..enough to leave ya bed ridden
some Exorcist shit,projectile pukin w/ ya head spinnin

Da Mics left grinnin laughin at this lonely punk
ya bitch is "Changin Faces"..do ya mind if she strokes me up

ya never been known to bust..with nutz or with ya wordplay
YOUng couldn't spit shit...he's shootin blanks I heard ya girl say

Switch it UP..

fuck that…this is the meaning of winner take all//
cause in this case, the harder I am- the bigger they fall//
triggerin brawls- I constantly destroy cat’s deploy they wak raps//
I returned to bring the “Ache-man” like Dallas bringing Troy back//
damn tho- you picked the wrong time to enter this battlem wit-me//
facing a vandal that’s got a handle on banter generously//
venomously- quite frightening with my writing//
Younb White pac- don’t excite me, you couldn’t “thrill da mic” sky diving//
no shock to heads, I rock threads- you’ll end up with ya ask kicked//
not to brag kid, but this is the reason THugd-out was a number 1 draft pick//
his only option evasion- persuade em- so this whore knows//
TOO LATE- “Signs” of my invasion left with a gauge imprint in ya “corn rows”//