pop pop pop six bodies drop from only three shotz//
my life iz like like a double knot livin in tha hood hearin all these shotz//
prayin ta god everynight unwillin ta turn off my light//
sum foo might creep in my crib then i might get stabbed ta night//
but no i don't think so i stay loaded wit a pistole//
leavin ni99as wit stains on concrete//
i ain't crazy im insane sendin bullets to peoples brain//
u talk about guns like u actually ball
the only time u ever shoot is when u go to the pool hall
packin he Oh shit a bullet proof vest my bad
its just to shake the fluid loose from your chest
and when your rappin i bet it ain't no fun
to take a break every 5 just to hack up a lung
yo i got more bars than your local jail
you can't rap now abercombie's have a sale
your shit sucks and u think u won
you're about as soft as the nerf that be fillin you gun
all your songs half ass 3o seconds your done
so u better turn around and start to run
Tiresias come'in at'cha bitch
Closed. Needs a legit title and 16 line minimum.
Credz, you can just delete threads like these, you know.
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