OK... keystyle... boy nova... holla
Yo, The cannons are loaded and the guns are out
Ya crew feels tilted all around are looks of doubt
Could this be, ly-ric-ly, Nova pilin the pressure oh silly me
Un like the rest who tried and failed
This guys got the knife to tear ya sail
No wait its to late to bail
We off and runnin bitch yo the cheques in the mail
Oh shit coulda finished on that
Got too much to say bout those blemished rats
Dont like gangster shit on this site?
Not feelin the streets and what we write?
This is life, livin out all this strife
Without the experience man what can we write
and ya know im right
Word perfect, what a sight his shit elevates to the top just like a kite
But oh look, wait, shit what was that
I think its time for the lightning strike, splat
the sound after ya got a gun in ya face
Brain on the wall all mushed up like cheap fish paste
Seriously though ya boy is settin the pace
This aint a battle its endorement bitch this aint no race
Ghost writers shit i do mine alone
When i go i go i just get in the zone
Lock on my targets i can lay in wait
Unlike you bent fagots my bullets fly straight
I hit and you run ya gotta learn this son
Dissin you punks is just so much fun
I do what say, i threat i do
My mind spins loaded up wit injected jet fuel
I never rest fool i wanna be the best
Come at me yo be my guest
Ill knock ya down turn all the smiles ta frowns
I go out to punish you clowns
Thought you were untouchables ya pedastool could never get rocked
I got my AK-47 now, locked cocked and im ready to rock
Its on like donkey kong now biatch im ready to pop
hit n run consider yaselves knocked
Holla back
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