....Twista^^ endin this sonn
Talkin about glocks, killen kids, an the south central hood
Problem is you didnt throw one punch,
and id be astounded if you could
Hopefully that nine will rewind and kill you
But them bullets are wack,
SO only shit wud fill you
Not like yu aint already shit, damn menace to rap
Cudnt bust fo real
Instead he lights off caps
Twista, get up off your ass, kid so over weight
He the Under dog if that
Bitch here looks like professer Klump, eatin beef
But ima chew you up
And break your sound...sounds like a quif
Bust your teeth,
Casue them lines you writin is horrid
Read his name, Twista...
AN i was already bored.
Bitch.