***AIGHT***

ayo,

Check ya handle, while i dismantle ya whole name//
ya fame is none, I just begun this shit for fun//
I'm da one that bring da gun to a knife fight//
you get piped right in da back of da head//
cooked ya meat ta keep me fead.. i smash ya ass like bread//
I defeat you when I creap through, and leak you//
“seep through” ya pores, like chemological nerve wars//
I heard yours, then re-worked it, just so it sound right//
I pound like, ya moms last night, I come fast right//
na playa you just slow, i let ya ass know, you come wit da past flo//
you gassed ho, at last, show you how to work shit//
put one through ya shirt, you get merked, cause i jerk shit//
I lerk, hit, hidden in da blakest part of ya heart//
I'll flood ya brain wit lyrics, tear you down, break you apart//
MINIS you a fag, I think i wasted my time, skills is what you had "MINISED", line fa line//


people get ya votes in

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da blakest nigga dis side of da moon.
Blak Woods
-The Peasantry-



Get Aktive Nigga...
-blakout-