10 lines
no bull shit votes
fully expained
re done
Quckie....don care
dummie ya arms short, thinkin a win's in reach,
your bars Cant prove a point, pokin at dirt as Cleats,
see callin you trash don mean im giving you encouragement,
you imbalance nature, just hearin your filth desrtoys the enviorment,
ill knock you off your stance you Gay like Colors in coogi Pants,
you a fool thinkin you straight wit bars bent like limbs in karate stance,
Save It you jus racially confused, as "Julius styles" on Her Last dance
you aint talkin bout nuttin your whole swagg is frontin,
you was never up you stay fallin off on direct ya keep stuntin,
7-10 lines? you whack thats a waste of words you garbage....