Theres-Havoc, The Streets-Take-Souls-The Brutalitys-Tragic-*
'People-Are-Made-N-Broken, Flesh Dissapearin' Like-Magic-*
Flesh Gets-Torn-Off-Niggaz-Bones So the Skeleton-Gets-Cold-*
Just-Like-The-Block-At Night Lonely-Ness Feels-Thirty-Below-*(-30 Degrees)
Let-It-Be-Known, On-The-Block Theres Real Thugz-N-Then-Theres-Chickenz-*
Stay-Smacked-From-Weed Given From The Streetz As My Street Money-Thickens-*
Drive By's-An Deadly Straight Shots...Led-Poison Forced Into-Skullz...Causin' Blood-Clots-*(Tru--)
Slangin'-Rocks, Establishing-With-Crack-Addicts-Who Husslte On-Blocks-*
They-Won't Stop On The-Block Until They're Life-Less Corpse Is On The Side-Walk-*
An-The-Enemy-In-The Blue-Colored Uniform-Out'Lines They Body-With-Chalk-*
Pushin' From Crack-All The Way-Down-To That Killer Shit -Heroin-*
Niggaz' Just Don't Learn-On-The-Streets Til' The-'Gun Barrel'-Is What-Dey-Starin' In-*(damn)
Death-Its-Self-Defies-Me-Scared-To Feel Heat Go Threw An Bare-Over In My Throat-*
I Can't Even Picture My Niggaz Say "Damn, 'Jae' Got-"Smoked"-*(Haha!)
Jae Got Choked, Or Else Suicide, Or Maybe Jae Got Shanked-*
All I Want Is To-Make-That-Money-An-Have My Niggaz-Sayin "Damn, Jae-Got-Bank"-*(---)
I 'Smoke' That "Dank", Find Another Nigga To Shank-*
My Hollow Tips'll Leave 'Red' All Over-Ya'-Bytch-An The-Shit-Ain't-Paint-*

Hell Nah' The Bullets Don't Stop At You, They Keep Goin-*
The 'Teck' Blowin', Until Ya'-Fuccin'-Arteries Showin-*
Its Theory Dog Doin' What I'm Suposed To-*
You-Ain't Got To Lose-Ya'selff I'll Do-It-For-You-*
'Monestary', 'Murder', An 'Mayhem' The Greatest Of "M's"-*
Tear's Drop From Ya' Kin, As My Niggaz Sing Ya' Funeral Hymn-*
If A Niggaz Talkin' Shit We Put A Bullet In Him-*
An If He Lives May God Help Him If His Ass Can't Swin-*
Blood Pool, Jae Theory On Tracks You'll Feel The Wrath-*
I Will' Be Ya'-Wash-Rag-While Your Takin' Ya' Blood-Bath-*
I Send Niggaz To Hell First Class, Ya'll Internet Faggots Aint Ready-*
I'll Grab-The "Mercede",An Make Fuccin' Human "Spaghetti"-*
How-Do-I-Expect-God To Send Me Above-*
When I Made So Many Niggaz Name Come After 'In Memory Of'-*
My Bars On The "Net" Come Out Ya' Monitor An Right In Ya' Chest-*
Crusual Enough To Knock You From In Front Of Ya' Desk-*

kid i see u got some skills but this whole self promotin concept is overdone......i mean atleast u aint usint he same regurgitated 90s rap bullshit lines but.....still gain some originality in the concept of ya next peice

dam good drop man
liked the flow and vocab reads well
dunno about the subject (a lot of shit about guns) but nice drop either way

ya...it sucked

keep writting