Yo i haven't been on for a while so i'll give you sumthin' i recently wrote.
pull up ya pants didn't they tell
that crack kills// i ain't spittin' no
wack shit i just polished my rap
skills// i'm finally gettin' good wit
tha flow// ya'll thought i never
would, well i did, so now i'm just
lettin' you know//when you say
you quit drugs you say you wouldn't
be caught dead// high, but you can't
stop smokin' if you really a true pothead//
all i need in this world is a pen & a notebook//
to write a couple of punchlines//yea ill rhymes//
usually no hooks//and diss 'em out to a couple
punk pussies from Holbrook// i just pick random
victims straight outta tha phone book// ya
rhymes are as sour as patch kids// you need
to practice//i got a face i disgust as i hear
you spit ya wack shit// once you started to
spit, i took a nap kid// your a mess, here's
a napkin// striaght from Dunkin' Donuts//
I'll smoke 'fo blunts//& take a drug test//
dissin tha 214 got me statin a slugfest//
i have a resistance// against your existance//
this is a sentence// that is persistant// to
give you punishment// i stab you till
you bleed so much ya clothes stick to
you from it// and if ya'll don't like me, suck
my dick 'till you numb it//
