aight faget we spit at same time...

i dont think u ready but hold steady ill chop ur face and make u wear a banda like nelly/
just pass me my machette to chop this bitchs belly/
i have ur ass looking like meatballs spegetti/
and never ever call me a herb cuase ill kill u and leave u in the lower class suburbs/
what are you absurd stay to selling crack on ur curb/
or selling marajunna plz dog ill make u a gonner/
im a man with honor and full body armor/
and ill blow up ur house like a sucide bomber/

Aight peace Onslaught Army