befor i go to work u know......

i'll clap ya , slap ya, aint no where to go after
i'll follow with hollows N even bless u while chit-chatting with the pastor
flow pass-ya why look behind u aint in sight
there aint no reason 2 up ya life style, u aint fucking no-one u like
u aint the concret u aint no-one i cant beat
u aint in the jail house with tims on ya feet
i aint the one to speak,
but most of ya emcees couldnt follow my foot-step licking my feet
dog i burn that purple to fill my lung
plus my gun aint racist, it'll blast at anyone
plus no "chest" but u need to "check-ya-mate",
cuz her puss like dorney park made-for-everyone BITCH!!!!


ahhhh i gotta go to work......

This is dope for a quick drop. 2nd line's stretched. But fuck it. The line about your gun not being racist is dope...
rhyme's are a bit simple flows on point.. good drop..
pz