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I stay coppin-them-goods, shots poppin-them-hoods, stop it, and cock-it,-shoot-to-good, either a dummy-gon-get-lead, or i'll put more 'money-on-ya-head' then a 'prostitute-would', and my 'mouth piece so sick' when i 'spit' i give the 'crowd mono', and guns 'clap so much' my nickname should be 'bravo'
bravo or encore this is a re-enactment unzip my pants for free-detatchment reveal the monster and make these skee's-attack-it smoke trees-and-hash-kid i spit wit ease-you-faggots most G's-are-actors they neva squeezed-a-ratchet
my rhymez 'fire' no 'need-a-jacket', make me mad i'll stay rapin-ya-girl, breakin-ya-work, stop frontin nigga, we all know you 'fake illness' like 'depressed school' kids 'fakin-to-hurl', so their trapt-in-the-past, knowing my lyrics hittin fast-when-they-slash, i clap-and-then-smash, 'broken arm' so you get 'smacked-with-the-cast'
: keep the crack-in-the-stash hands off mah cake or shells will rip ya back-and-ya-calves stay on the grind in the hood im rappin-for-cash your girl hit me up trust me duke im tappin-dat-ass im packin-ta-blast reverse time and start attackin-ya-past
im a ref-ugee-rollin-wit-magz,-step-n-squeeze-chrome-in-ya-abs, cause i'll 'rip this bitch' out of a 'sick pass', and im like a ref-eree-throwin-the-flag, clappin-these-,blown-in-ya-ass, and i'll 'NFL' this nigga and get him 'ripped-fast'
vaporized when the grips-grasped lead in their lungs and watch this bitch-gasp,got feinds comin back-for-a-visit cuz the crack-is-exquisite you cant see us ya lackin-the-vision heat seekers track-with-precision razors dispatched-for-incision
you know them niggas-is-snitchin-when-im-poppin-that-clip-in, and you know them bitches-is-kickin-when-im-hoppin-that-dick-in, duckin n fuckin, leavin chickens-in-kitchens-then-shots-in-catz-rippin, shuttin n cuttin, then flippin-then-dippin-sippin-shots-n-thats-livin
the macks-grinnin cuz ya wack-writtens lack-hiddens i'll put caps on ya head like gat-fitted's,lames-are-tessin-me cuz i claim-the-weaponry and maim-accessively i spit game-infectously inflict pain-successfully
me? i turn-hurts, hold on to your hats cuz im the one to burst-first, stompin there work-turf of faggots who 'brag', but have the 'worse-verse', no one can escape my absurd-smurks, cuz i disperse-herbs, like i exert-burps, im a killa, ill reverse-thirst, and use my 'immature-herd' just to 'lure-skirts'
this shit is pure-pert for insecure-herbs i obscure-verbs for sure-hurt,niggas lovin-this-shit im runnin-wit-clips gunnin-the-tips guttin-ya-ribs blades spun-in-ya-hips stunnin-wit-spits im shunnin-you-kids
Real shit :insane: :wave:
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