u got doubts the fo five make a beliver//
its cold out so i sleep next to my heater//
hydroshocks (hollow tip bullets) runnin faster than cheetas//
spittin more verses than a sunday preacher//
if you a mom in heaven then ya son may greet ya//
its like demons possess me i dun kno how to act//
liKe good sex berretta shells blow out ya back//
empty out and break ankles like an A.I cross//
a million bb's flyin wit i spray moss//
berg talk shit make u bite the curb//
knock ya teeth out you aint so nice wit words//
hollow tips come flyin in flocks like birds//

its not finished but let me kno what you think

i think that ya word play is decent
i think that you should consentrate on other things than bullets always flying. it gets tiring..other than that nice..wanna battle?