this ta every mo-fucca in this ROOM
ugh ugh beer in my hand, my punch rhymes are bout ta land, either u get laid out or ya ran, im solo im no punk bitch band, sayin i write so much try so hard? haha not even 5 mins a paragraph in bars, im hard in the way of 32 ta 50 scars, imma be straight up matix, succs dixz, but on the other hand, rik lix clitz, while paramik, ejaculates matix dik, i aint even tryin, i come out still multiplyin, see all ya mo-fuccas diein, ya rhymes dont make sense stop writin, so run on me and keep dissin, so imma still keep spittin so here sit and listen, imma stay proud im rik from jersey my home town, ya ture true i get around, same wit da bitches, like all ya mo-fuccas ya snitches, imma die in the riches, dont be mad when i make it, be like yo rik give me a hand, thumbs down yo a bitch aint a fan, just belive this, ya succ at diss and ya mom miss, u bein so sweet, but ya havent gotta act hard to get skeet skeet, ya bitch ass weak, rik wit high rollin FT, all ya motha fuccas reak, imma be realer, then my local dealer, imma rip shit and peeler, any1 get in my way imma killer, dont be mad dat im better, that i spit good and C is my letter, fuck this bitch above me MATIX, doesnt even know how to use a condom latex, fuckin retard, hurt me bad i wana get scard, but dat be hard cuzz
, all ya bitches fakes act lyk yung buck, ya bunk, so suck it up,
, imma drink sum more haha peace bitches 4 now its straight to the writing