the mind functions as.. i begin to wake
thoughts flipping back.. to its intial state
gunpowder on my hands
and the smell of nickel plate
flashbacks.. smile, why he hesitate
mano a mano .. i dumped the body like the sopranos
over greed sum think.. like colombians and cubanos
i put the shit in full throttle
3 things forbidden.. my money, bitch, and my bottle
seeing that? chances like the lotto
i put lives in a crash course like the simpsons wit otto
u can stay low or flash like you nice
keep it safe or gamble wit dice
either way theres always a price
everyone wants to eat off u like lice
inner circle.. only 4 in my heist
16's. mp's wit the silencer
all through.. no clue where they're findin ya

just a quick free
drop sum feedback

nice spit cat,if that syour free i wanna see your written itd be tight,nice spit,props...peep my shit sometime tlell me wha tyo think..
bismillah

3 things forbidden.. my money, bitch, and my bottle
liked that...

good looks
still uppin for critique

i like it poetic stanza writting truly brings your emotion and style in this good peace

good looks still uppin for critique