Well it aint really a band, its just one mc.
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shhit saying he a wildboy#3
crack cocaine and trees
ill crack his nose then leave,
u nerdy like steve,
ill cut u like cheese,
bitch plz
u a fagget that get dickteased by faggets,
this freestyle u lack it,
truth is u need much practice.
u say u got courage?
my gun make ur crew run.
lets see there endurance
now lets see life insurance,
i put 2 2 ur chest,
what a bloody mess,
strategee done done it again.
poped the glock on the spot busting shot,
cuz i got juice llike tupac,
u on the block smoking the rock,
with a dime packed in ur sock,
while im the cocky kid with the 10inch crocth,
my style top notch,
my cd top spot,
yours?
its flopped on the bottem notch.
can handle the heat,
ill pistol whip u with the beef,
only time u beating me is in ur dream,
or when u when u jerking out the cream,
i know u wanna be my possition,
with potential and ambition,
i dusted all other competition,
so u the only mc left?
shit strategee bout to cut yoe breath,
and grab ur girls breast,
cuz im just sick like like dat,
u and ur girl was a mismacth,
from ur life u about to get dispacth
and get dissed back,
i never ride with out my gat strapped,
and narkotiks packed in the napsack
if u unpack,,
u gone get bitch smack,
