some bitch called me disaster,so i put a axe in her head//
i said she cudnt call no more,so her mom called up the city feds//
locked up and fed up,i write death notes to try and amuse me//
send em to granny Frannys house,now she got the prison bully to come and abuse me//
"help,help,this faggots tryin to stabb my butt open//
know im hopein my prison homies will run in and cut his ear lobes open//
by know i had him chokein,heard scary noises as he was talkin//
had to punish him and hide the evidence,now hes in pain as he is walkin//
fo'real i mauled him,i got the plot,and grannys to be a dead bitch//
i had her for a lovin family type,but now convinced that shes an old witch//
some kind of old snitch,plastered coke and shed let the feds know//
i had to burst the bag and throw it away as i sung-let it snow-let it snow-let it snow..


jus a lil wack --wack--WACK lil sumthin cuz i was bored.....what ya think of my "mayb" start to a song sometime..?? holla with ya oppinions..!!

practice.practice.practice.practice.practice.pract ice.practice. nuff said.

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Yes, agreed!
You know you can do better, hell, your gonna be hitting clubs with me in the near future, just needs practice, perfect the flow, add more multi's, a couple more internals, maybe more wordplay / similies / metaphors. .

. .nice to see you up here though man, go check my piece with Sand.

Peace!