i wasnt ment to get put on, i put my-self on
write my verse N spit heat,
so da only time i'll be be-hind bars, if i had my cell on
ya frail the type to get levft to sing ya bail song
i got my heat-pack on my waist
if i smell ya breath then im clapp'in faces of course
and have ya pimples looking like dripp'in strawbarry souce
take ya bitch burdbarry bra leave'in nut's on ya porch
ya spit heat? then i'll flame ya torch
and skate off with ya ice in a cup
slice'in ya pup's, leaving ya skin fold'ed like ya pants-cuff
take'in ya chance tuff, cuz i'll whipe the floor with ya like a swiffer
ya think ya slick but my punches be slicker
how the fuck you expect to hit hard if my dick thicker?
i aint no bar tender, but i'll send a few shots
aint no doctor, but ya'll get poked like a flu-shot
jambling with ya life only got u open for some "change" like a new-slot
aint no fed but im creepin on a new-spot
with a new glock, tak'in ova the sceen like young-bully's for some new blocks
i'll toss ya lungs in the air, have ya run'in for ya breath
confess whos the best, cuz like strippers guess who was felt
its like boxing a midget, ya always go below the belt

bang bang quick free......

upp'in............................................ .

upp'in for some feed back,
i will returnt he favor of some feed back........

its a little long so bare with me fellas.........


im telling u im not having it this time im serious
point blank pierod, im furious and getting more curious
about this aquarius, who like to live life precarious
at first i found gregarious, then he said he aint like sagittarius
i thought it was preety hilarious, concidering i was born dec.sixteen
but no worrys i carry a m-16, a killa's dream
out for the green but as good as it seems, there was a lean
a situation unsceen, a true back-stabber routine
we was lookin for a nigga name eugene
who always on-top of the cake like whipe-cream
been whip'in a corvett since thirteen,
a corroded nigga who can make dirt look clean
always wearing tight polo or tommy jeans N never levft without hes queen

OOOO-SHIT SHHHHHH!!!!

we spotted the victom, heat building sweat dripp'in
as we got ready for to ambush and pop the clip in
this nigga started tripp'in, lookin at the nigga daughter slipp'in
she bend ova with a mini-skirt, and with-out alert
the nigga called the bitch ova like a jerk with a smerk
u couldnt imagen how my heart hurt, but i figuer its time for work
i jumped out a spit fifteen, herd the niggas runn'ina plus the bitch screem
she being raped, danm that was a big-mistake as 1 guy yell'in "christen",
herd the foot-step come close, so i hoped out and cut a nigga like a marine
saw the heat and i should of had it on, but i aint talk'in about sun-screen
but its the first time i herd son-screem, nervously look'in by the info-red beam
i thought it was april-foll or holloween,
cuz i seen a nigga top-off - lay'in by the side of hes spleen
as i let off N rounds drop like a submarine
i felt a hand on my back, felt relacks *thinking its my man *
but its a bitch with a adem-apple dress as a ku-kut-klan
i swung and give him a apir of quick-cut-glance
but I passed out cuz it was that bitch name christen
then peep my man dress as a fag, cuz the whole time eugene was holding hastich a male
and my partner was really hes queen......
BANG BANG lights out as my blood run through the whole sceen

DANM
im dead......

ooop's wrong post hahahahahahahaha..........................