>but after that the next 'll wreck it

Or demolish it completely
Lines took ya heart like the words was greasy
Please B I be battlin befo sun up
til dawn in my hood when they start puttin gunz up
sucka free knuckle til my knuckles bleed
buck suburban banks for bucks to feed my seed
you can't rhyme tough if ya life ain't rough
You can't really aim if you don't shoot much
Ben and Franklin da only ones I trust
You just can't win cause I can't be touched
And I'll never been screwed so I'll never be fucked
I'll still hold down til they pull me under ground.
cause pussies and dickheads stay fuckin around.

relieve you of ya title
after I fight you
regardless of what I might do
You already done

I'm handlin a cannon
You passive like Peyton mannin
Ya crew already scramblin
cuz they ain't got gunz

But of course I'm just fooling
it's a cypher reunion
drop what ya doing
and rhyme for fun.