jus my lil verse fo a colab im workin on
^My^Boi^Menaz^
^My^Boi^Mystic^
^My^Boi^Discreet^
^Fav^Producer^Dark^1^
Lyrics
stop dis shit , goin on right nah
rock dis bitch, smack em up real fowl
actually what, jus get out my way
i dont wanna play, cuz guns start 2 spray
so give em up, and ya enter da turf
ima show ya whatcha worth, down below da dirt
so ya must be nothin, put ya gloves on
straped ruggle on, get away runn along
man a fist to ya teeth, get ya tumble on
ya could be ti , ruberbanman, the fuckin taliban
i mean come on back, go ahead drop ya shit, like a sanican
so ya get knocked , pushed and shoved (WHAT)
make em rock man, put on ya gloves
breath deep hard, down in da grave yard
ya head and my fist, finally depart
now im turnin up , bringin da sickness
cant eva drop dis, with out da quickness
So STOP PAUSE, dont be movin ya lips
we brusin our fists, no pads full arms
get ya ass kicked, now we bringin in da harm
