I hit back wit a rap, Til it's a wrap, Write a dis track, Til you dis back, Infact your $#&#% whack, Now dis back, This is how I hit back, Like a pimp smack, now get back, This not even the dis yet, I ain't dish that, if you think your @#&%* bad heres a *&#%# bag, I write my own barz, but I bet you try to still em, I'm from the D, like em But the real hood na say Oooh kill em ©
shame you posted here, I'm little outta bounds with this so I'm not gonna roast this.....yeah I'm done
as much as never, you fake snake i bet you dont got hands, you one wish ray j or are you the usher slow jams
Hey poof you thought you was safe from a quote, you just a scare little boy and yes everyone know I been waiting on post,just to say You, your mom and your dad is a....woa lemme slow my roll,before I make this dude cry keep postin and I'm keep roasting With ya auntie ops there i go again
Thank you for the comment, Infact I get it from nas, But you ain't in the clear My Manz don't be surprised, cuz know you ain't bout that Life,don't lemme get you to Lyin
You don't get to "lol" Cuz you ain't bout it either Just another rat, who needs to stop Breathing, lol this or lol that you salad tossing lame I bet you take it from the back....
ok yeah write til You feel a little enlightened, you'll still be dumb as door knob, And nothing no brighter,