Why in the hell you gonna flap ya lips?//
lyrikal murder my ass, yo aint killin this//
weak ass rhymes like a kid wid cancer//
keep you on ya toes like a ballet dancer//
pistol slap you cross yo head//
yo' homies is already out the game//
bullet to they chest, they grill and they fo' head//
so step up and prepare to elevate... for you shame my name//
i will punish yo' ass leave you dead on the ground//
all that you hear is the ::clat clat:: sound//
of my nine as i empty the clip//
fuck killin you i am just breakin ya hips//
so i can still run up and kick you in the jaw//
then leave you there, to watch you crawl//

SG
i think i suck, gimme some feed back plz