yo i gotta pop heat cuz da streets is sick// dis a formal introduction nigga meet da clip// i roll through yo block sweep ya tip// i want da war wit da guns mutha fucka u want beef wit sticks// and yo manz is a bitch,wit no heart to help// he like a pussy in some thongs and a garter belt// u pop gunz and u scar yoself// i got rocks on da spot cuz i starve for wealth// young khaos is da boss and mudoc* is da hitman/we on top of da streets but u sink like u in quicksand// no if, ands, or buts about it// u get yo whip rammed and get popped when u rush up out it// i use hollow points nigga u still bust wit powder// you guys soft as fuck dawg plus dey cowards// and da weed dat i smoke is purple and hazel// roll up pop shots gunwork'll amaze u// and i talk a lil shit dawg but first ima blaze u// send murdoc at ya squad so yall can see what da k's do// and dats stage one dawg think about phase two// my shells knock chunks out yo ass when dey graze u// put da beam on da tech cock it back and just lace u// when dat slug hit yo mug just fuck up yo facial// since u was yay high lil nigga i raised u/ now its time to say bye i spray nines at ya navel// survive in dis game young guyz u aint able// and im a hot headed nigga so aint no way ima stay cool//

*murdoc is my brother and my recording partner he locked up right now though

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LYRICALLY KILLIN BITCHES

damn yall noddin like pheins on raw!! can i get some feed on dis joint

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hint of advice peeps dont like murder gun ,music supposedly but n e ways good drop do u keep writin sry 2 hear bout yo bro been there done dat though peace n yes i kno life sucks like dat but dats life stay up n holla back

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thanx for tha feedback raw uppin dis shit for feed......

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LYRICALLY KILLIN BITCHES

MADE 4 HEAT, NIGGAZ STAY AFRAID OF ME/ BLOWIN SHOTS AT YA FACE U CANT SEE, DEN U GONE LOSE YA LEFT EYE LIKE TLC/ GETTIN SMART A CAUSE U 2 LOSE YA DOME, IM A CERTIFIED GANGSTA WIT OUT JIM JONES/ AND I SHYNE LIKE RIMS WIT CROME, WIT DA HEAT SCORING TOUCHDOWNS LIKE DA NIGGA PRIEST HOLMES/ I AINT GOTTA SPIT ON U FAKES ITS A WAIST OF TIME, BRING YA CREW CUZ I STILL DIPSETS AND I AINT HANGIN ROUN CAMRON/ HEADLOCKS A LOCK U UP AN U NOT AKON, GIVEN U A BURN FROM DA HEAT AN IT AINT DA SUMMA TIME/ THIS AINT DA BEST OF BOTH WORLDS LIKE KELLY AN JAY, I STIL BUCC NEAR LIKE TAMPA BAY/ I HAVE U SINNIN SO MUCH DAT U START 2 PRAY, AND I BRING OUT DA CLIPPERS LIKE IM FROM LA/ THIS AINT SEASAME STREET BUT I GOT BIG BIRDS, HIT YA CREW UP LEAVE U LAYIN ON DA CURB/ MY LYRICS SO HOT U WANNA REPEAT DA WORDS, U NIGGAZ STR8 SWEET LIKE A BOX OF NERDS/

yo dawg dont be postin dat wet ass shit in here i want feedback not yo verse

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decent drop me n ur styles is mad different tho ...talking as in structure cause i'd say your structure was off...i dunno..but as long as it rhymed in my head while i was saying it then its tight with me .. u stayed consistant thru out the drop but get creative with the open mic u know..drop some storys or some shyt....

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