Stupid raps
Comparin your shit to mines sorta like mortals to Christ
You've done lost your mind.. I slaughter your rhymes
Step in the ring with me you need to forefit the fight
Run off and hide.. outside in the clockstore
Atleast then you puss could've bought you some time
and it wouldn't cost you a dime.. (cheap muhfucka)
But since it's a known fact you was crossing the line
you know I'll track you down and put a fork in your eye
And if the cops catch me I'm not duckin the case
fuck beatin the system I slap the judge in his face
I ain't runnin away.. I embrace prison
same place where you lame bitches go rape victims
You must hate livin the way you stay snitchin
cus we make a state witness fall of a great cliff...
and while I'm weightliftin countin my days givin
same chick you use to date with trade inmate
Instead she.. takes pictures of her fake titties
and pass em over to ME on her jail visits....
You know what the deal I come home on appeal
move in to yo place n start bonin your chick
So next time better watch who you tellin
cause you in the wrong spot like that dude in Felon
We ain't honest christians muslims or gospel singers
slap you with the good book - may God be with you
I'm a hoodlum, sonny... I pop the biscuit
You crooks shook.. stop it.. your not an issue...