aite man dont cry ill psot ten

ya bark nonsense… so let see if this muzzle fits//when I grab the
44 cal. and kill ya son like Berkowitz//

this Fronts filled with nerds and shit… K leads the pack//ya rapid flow can’t stand toe to toe wit the soon to be leaguechamp//

believe that… you was pissed-to-see we’d meet at somepoint//cause you couldn’t steal this victory at gun point//

ya rusty as fuck… better brush up fast//trust me your stuck- ya luck drew the toughest cat//

plus it’s fact, I punish the unprepared//and with time winding down it’s apparent this punk is scared//

so I’m going in for the kill, this imbecile better think twice//cause I won’t just take the W… I’ll also take life//

wit a steak knife, until ya guts are hollow//your fucked man… he wont spit, cause all sluts just swallow//

THere man tehre small ass lines 2 equal one dawg thats how i do it
fool