im not play'in with u fuckers, who stood befor but change to be ducker
so whos to blame, when ya named- gains- a -fame- called..... cock sucker
u should of knew i was gonna explod and expose a few foes
but i rather not.... just save and use'em as tire grips on a expo
ryde in ditches and aim for the pot-hos
cuz some of ya lines be more worn out then salvation clothes
fuck it,
im done with lames and thugs that lens as if they had an invisable cane
in this race just change lanes, befor i shot and explod like tank of propane
i shank the pro-names, just to split the generator brain
cuz my mucus is fat enough to take ova the elevator-dormain
i got them dope-lines that gets feens askin where the cocain
plus these shots is able to leavft ya up sorda like a crain
so i dout a nigga want war..... un-less ya name begins and end with saddam-husan
my flow baptis so watch me bless-ya'll
im on top, see there aint no strees ya'll
with palight bullets, let me show u how it'll cerest ya
and have doctors pickin up flesh..... like a manican-dress-doll
what i gotta do put in iron to ya clothes like im trying to IM-PRESS-ya
ya aint killa's, babling about ya terra after u coped the remmy
but i look for targets after i coped the semi,
YEA,
and ya only AIM is on-line, but its all fine
cuz the blade gonna slid on ya neck sorda like a tony-hawk-grind
and if ya proceed to live, concider ya self un-lucky
cuz im a "born killa" like im the "seed-of-chucky" *new movie*
and i see ya pussys trying to fuck-me
but ya dick's i'll get splatter worse then rode-kills with truck's-be


BANG-BANG-EARLY...

upp'in for some feed back people...........................

upp'in dont sleep ya................................

it was ok

thanks.....

upp'in

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

u no wat? i hate wen niggas leave short ass feedback so ma bad and please return the favor

i like the flow it was pretty good
i really liked the first line cause wen the first line is not good it messes up everything
it had a good little vibe to it
i was jus really feelin it,so good job

upp'in.....

yo....
i get more feed when shit-talk is said......
so im'a feed u clip's like a bowl-of-lead
i'll rip-u-off top... and bowl-ya-head
leaveing u tourn-and-dead,.... blood stored in shed
with ya body below the bed, cuz u aint see it comeing....
u slept insted
knife piecering through ya heart like niddles N thred
put the guns down....
u got a better chance whoop'in me with a live-jamaican... dreds
ya lies is make'in ya red, and gangs aint involve
im no baller but my guns compared to spre-,... the way it rerolves
or should i say spin, ya life slim ,...and i dont mean shady records
u'r the laugh'in stock in this like erkle stripp'in with lepord's
my dogs' shot people, u'rs a germen shepord
i could care-less if im better at open-mic then battling
cuz it aint a arena , when ya girl say that's-the-ring?
and we both know what that'll bring
new nigga to ya crib like a fathers worse dream
my flow dieabedtic cuz it thrist for cream
i squrit the machine and leave ya stright'en like a soft dick hardning
parten me?, move who? u could catch the 22
with a combanation of 4 holes like vergins pick'in.. to do who?



whatever........

its a free........