like jesus im a preacha...
dont listen n ill leave ya with a bad case of amnesia...

ya moms a ho, got fuked so many times she got a map to her g spot...
you could drink a mug of magma n ya spit still wouldnt-be-hot...

ima fast murderera, here the last word outta ya then leave ya corpse there to decay...
ma rymes are circlin around u like a fukin rap relay...

fuk milk? that must be why u so damn weak...
cuz ya verse reminded me of a elementary kids speech...

most of it didnt make sense, or wasnt worded properly...
unlike me u couldnt get ya gun out ya holster fast enuf to get a shot-at-me...

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HOLSTER