HAHA! You know what it is...
Ima keep doin open mics till ya'll quit sleepin...
Fourth one today... fuck what you thought!


I bet ya that I got somethin you ain't got.. Thats called courage...
It don't come from no liquor bottle, it ain't scotch... Its not bourban...
I don't walk around like no G cuz that ain't me.. Im not that person...
I don't try to act like you do cuz that ain't you... You just perpin...


Ima souljah, know ya sister so I blow her kisses,
Roll on Ninjas, askin me if im good? No im vicious,
Got hollow tips homie. so I am loadin clips with,
Fourth open mic. today.... man, im so consistent,
Im blowin holes in somebody, a focused kids with,
The intentions to rule, think i wont notice this shit,
Did I mention im cool and all covered with jewels,
See me runnin with tools while im bustin them too,
Im sure its on purpose that you a perpin person,
Eventually we'll find you weakness, first is courage,
Bitches im gettin riches for a worthless service,
Feelin ya, spillin some bourban on ya shirt on purpose,
Ammunition is surplus, when im ashes and burnin,
I still be comin with ryhmes, you askin for curtains,
Assasins on the avenue, with a mask and im learnin,
Startin drama, sparkin ganja, stashin a burners...


I bet ya that I got somethin you ain't got.. Thats called courage...
It don't come from no liquor bottle, it ain't scotch... Its not bourban...
I don't walk around like no G cuz that ain't me.. Im not that person...
I don't try to act like you do cuz that ain't you... You just perpin...


Packin a neener, stackin chedder, attack like the reaper,
So your allergic to sick ryhmes and react with a fever,
Get smacked with a cleaver, what do you take me as?
A son of a bitch who runs with a clip, and as crazy as,
D12 and mental patients, all combined as one,
It ain't ride or die... mother fucker its ride or run,
So bitch If its ride... put on the table as much as,
100 G's, if its run, then better be able to run fast,
Yellow hearts all around and as some may ignore it,
I can't forget about it cuz when i shoot im aimin for it,
Smokin weed. or am i smokin hash and shit,
I don't remember cuz my ass in on an acid trip,
And if we are smokin im aksin to pass the shit,
Then goin to find a bitch with some massive tits,
And if I had a million dollars i'd give you half of it,
To buy yourself some courage and an ass to kiss... cause..

I bet ya that I got somethin you ain't got.. Thats called courage...
It don't come from no liquor bottle, it ain't scotch... Its not bourban...
I don't walk around like no G cuz that ain't me.. Im not that person...
I don't try to act like you do cuz that ain't you... You just perpin...






Thats right man... Fourth open mic...
Second verse i wasn't even tryin... holla

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