Second post--and i'm already reppin most//any man steppin close--is gettin choked--'til his neck is broke
as for DERIVE--i'm passin 'em by//while he's in his mom's whip blastin the-passenger side
'til he crashes and dies--nah i'd rather just slide//dig ya grave and bury you in a caskette alive
THRUST "wanna play doctor" i'm just laughin it off//cause he fondles guy's nuts and asks 'em to cough
you a faggot who's soft--a straight sucker//THRUST named himself after what he does to his gay lover
OUTCOME's a fake fucker--he should go join them//the worst of this whole shit is that he's THRUST's boyfriend
you can't handle--the pain when you get trampled//couldn't pop shit if you blew bubbles with my stool sample
you waste ya whole life--trying to get ya flows tight//so you go type--on a computer scared to actually hold mics
it's no hype--i'm so nice--i ghostwrite//pulling my dick out to see what ya wife's throat's like
i'm sicker than a breastfed--prostitute teaching sex ed//while EASY E hits it raw dog on his deathbed
U.R. Bitchmade--says you are bitchmade//i'll crack ya ribcage--when we face off like Nick Cage
i was 5th to sign in 1st to post--and murder folks//every word is dope--TRAPT WIT that herb's a joke
don't deserve the verse i wrote--what a waste son//wouldn't have breath control with 8 lungs--attached to the same tongue
ya'll are scared to battle you'll get roasted alive//only threads you got in stitched up the cut i left over ya eye
too pussy to post a reply--so you'll live in my shadow//right after my 30 bars sonned you in the "anyman battle"