now when i spit shit pull ya skirt down nigga this is,
no time to show ya pussy don't be simplistic,
gettin hit wit bricks that spiral from the fists,
don't trip cause ya time is up and u blew that shit,
now fire comes from my mouth like mythological beasts,
lyrics pull a Thriller, make dead niggaz flock to da streetz,
bars scar, fuck who you are my bloods on the beat,
most of these niggas rappin are stale and stank like pops feet,
not alotta niggaz deserve the respect that they given,
gettin dick riders in they crew thinkin they spittin,
i know i struck a nerve niggas go ahead and rate me,
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