checkin in yo................................................ .................................................. ..........................

Your stuck cryogenicly frozen ya mind cold a no go zone like British Knights,
Ya verse's stolen ya Graham but not golden a cereal killer that only bites.
A Serial slayer i'll turn to a serial pray-a, fucked up on snow like its Christmas,
A vote swayer a buff bloke layer, he'll go straight to the top of my hit list.
You aint got no gifts, no steez and no riffs, I hold my heart on my sleave as I emotionally hit,
Holding grudges without shoulders for chips but you can use mine to cry on... when-you-loose-this.
Im winding you up twisting ya guts realing you in with false trust,
I'll leave you blacked eyed and peed asking... where-is-the-love.
Meeting you in dark allies you hold no weight like Allie McBeal 4real,
Like XL's pallies they know I dont dilly dally and you better prey cuz its ya last meal.

Iight ten lines.............