you wanna post like a thug, but u a joke to me cuz, if my gun jam... ima take out the bullet and Choke u with Slugz...
Im to complex wit the text, check it, my free'll make "Ad-Vil(feel)-Pain" like an Overdose of a Drug....
im Taking you out Chill, you not spitten fire, thats just bombs Laced to ya Mouth Grill...
after i Murk mystic, his moms gonna"drag him to Safety" like NFL players heat-stroking on the Field...
This faggots droppin nothin but shit, so someone 'Flip him, The Bird!'
turn him on his stomach n smash his grill like G. Foreman kissin the curb....
am wreckin ya Best Coward, so dont be stepin to this Vet Prowler, i aint disruptin ya breathin am just Hitting Ya Cheat Louder...
Ya spit would be Less Sour if u quit doing it, ruin it? ya verse wouldnt be teasty if u Dip It in Flour....
My Spit'll Disown Fags, killing bitches an dont brag, trying to be gangsta? u wearing Britches that Dont Sag
put my Lyrics in Quote Tags, fold-this-prick, U couldnt be sick if Moses blessed u with hes own Plaues......
So keep hoping from Name to Name, u'll be the first to get murk by me in each one of u'r Accounts
Punches leave Leak's Ruin Throu ya Mouth, cuz u'r skills like "broke Tier Rod's"..... 'New Bars' u need to 'Mount'.... Mother Fucker..... EZ....

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