aight just spittin realy....chek
Try me then you hit, illness, sickness, tight, dope, raw-shit...
spit real tight like fat-Chix in corsitts...
they think thay can take it, hit'em with sum more shit...
let the power be with you, spit a verse an let the force hit...
nok'em back, like they just reseived a horse kick
ovcourse its.....
Yella, the Word-smith...
catch this verse you might Learn Shit...
but you'll fall behind if ya dont Learn Quik...
you'll learn when we battle, an my Words Hit...
hot verse is wht you get Burnt With...
i been thru my wars, got leather skin, i Firm Hits...
i'll kill you lyricly, put you underground where Worms Live...
if you think you iller than me? then Comfirm This...
but your status aint none of my fuckin Con-sern Bitch...
i'll Respect you if you Respect Me, aint on none of that Net-Beef...
what i look like ta you, a Net-Geek?
you Disrespect~Me...
diss me rip me, qwikly, Eject~Me,
coz sum of you so PUSSY, i find you Sexy...
aint going nowhere with a flow like that,
you allways gonna be Textcee's
psh.........up ..1
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