Okay Okay...


Aiyo


U a Killa...kid I know teddy bears wit better attacks
Its like obese stretch marks, every line on me is phat
Serious black, i’ll hand u the lost 2 make u a believer
Cause im droppin more bombs than sucky wide receivers
Face it ur weaker, u wont even catch a vote in this battle
Want beef...its falling hard like prankers that tip cattle
Its a sure matter u anit winning, so start 2 dump ur hopes
Its like mailbox bombings, son...im blowing ur post
Roastin wit quotes, im ripping str8 through this hollow
Hope ur constipated, cause Sin is hard shit 2 follow
Son stick 2 rosco’s, cause everything about u is chicken
But u may grow up 2 be famous, lol wait who am i kiddin
U wont make it, I’ll apply the basics...ur lose 2 my sound
Im like trigger-happy cats,...im always blazing a round
Rippin ur crown cause u musta 4got who the king was
Rock the desert in my pocket, so i stay bringing HEAT SUN...
Beat ur face dun...eating this cat is 2 much of a tease
I could Overdose on X...and u still couldnt kill me wit E’s



Done...


~1up~
Sin-0-Matic


Holla...u next