he's through...this is tha last one.........no need for more.....
TMKAD, you can bob on this, and that wasn't semen dogg, you just
swallowed piss...
you best be ducking when i come through ya hood with hollowed tipz...
just be quiet man, there's no way you can follow this...
he wanted me to show mercy but his sorrow missed...
Call me Indian cause i won't let you borrow shit!...
can't battle cuz he's too poor too afford a fucking microphone...
In ya head, nobody's home but tha fucking light is on!...
He still can't decide whether being gay is right or wrong!...
Tried to increase his manhood and buy a slong!!....
now his familiy memberz sigh, and wonder why he's gone...
Cause he back talked tha wrong type of cat,
Tha Type of Cat that'll strike ya back and still have his mic in tact...
ya using shit scriptz and just writing crap!...
then wonderz why i ain't fighting back cuz you're a waste of ma time...
a waste of ma rhyme, powder ya nose and give you a taste of ma line...
Try to make ma record look bad by pasting crimez...
how you gonna bust capz after i erased number nine...
Set you on fire and smoke out like a Lumber Mine...
G'luck with HBC, you all just strait fake to me...
I said you couldn't borrow, but take a seat...
Imma Murder you slowly kidd, just wait and see...
I'm tha proud owner of tha face you hate to see...
i'm your agony but you just a fucking ache to me...