ahhhhh hea it goes...

Tha only reason this cats "silver" cuz he's scared of dark//
He aint a "wolf" hell I wouldn't call him a dog cuz he lackin a bark//
Ya lyrical guns spittin blanks, while mine's throwin grenades//
I ambush ya house, betta close tha shades//
Wanna put me on ya "beat" list, hell you be on mine//
"Beatin" my "dick" just to get a peace of my time//
"Howl" to this, i'm tha full moon, get on ya 4's kid//
I'm like Pringles, once I pop, there goes tha lid//
It doesn't stop, just like every rhyme you "cop"//
Somebody call "911" his heart about ta drop//

aight...it's a start....spit