ma first audio, a freestyle.
guilty consience beat!
Story behind the song
just freestylin
Lyrics
ayo i like ta spray violence makin yall stay silent
i tell ya wen ta speak so just quit now ya rhymes too weak,
i put a lock on yo mouf, with the key in ma pocket and i choose wen ta open it,
im so vicious imma expose ya eye socket and begin to pour coke in it
yo im spittin this flow fast and loud like a rocket,
yo mums is pussy wider and deeper than a fukkin clowns pocket.
before the battle you shake while i flex. im breakin ya neck
and verbally rapin ya text you the rookie in this fukkin battle and im the ace so respect.
imma snap ya back till i hear it crack the smack face in coz its ill spits you lack
this aint no battle its a verbal attack and if ya lyrics are wak i'll introduce yo ass to ma baseball bat
messin with ya mind and re a linin ya spine smashin a bottle of wine in two and usin it to beat you so its half a crime
this mics on fire so its sinjeing ma lips im slingin you quik wen im bringin ill spits
we be mind theories the illest on NBS and yall wanna envy us but we forver together like friendly trust
im simply just too sick ta touch with these spits i bust, yo youve just been ripped up dissed and cussed.
