Weerd, fuck that bitch. He think I be cool with him and shit, but he wrong peep this ill as fuck spit right here, make your knuckles turn as pink as Cindy Crawford's pussy, yo. this is the real shit. blakka blakka blakka blakka..

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lmao.... jus playin' around wit you lil niggas
Fuck Rock, they hurt? I'll give a band-AIDs cuz I be sicka
And these fools think we be cool, but bitch, you jus think again
Cuz if you s'posed to keep your enemies closer, it's no wonder that we be friends
Me wack? pshhhhh......... yea, right, man, nigga please
I scrap fools, like lil kids be doin' food in the middle east
And no, I don't want peace, yo, I want violence, I'm pessimistic
And if your girl says no to me... Teen rape, the best statistic
And man, I keep it gangsta like a turtle, you kno it's a fact
Cuz no matter where I go, I got the shells locked all on my back
so if you wanna front, it's fine, I'll jus go call you little Bill
Knock the fuck outta you, "b", which leaves me spittin' wit the "ill"

yea, lil keystyle, cuz I'm bored as fuck. and nah, this ain't no diss to Jack. me and Jack gangsta. weerd... 4 Gangsters!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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