It’s a damn shame …
These nukkas …is so ridiculous… creep critiquing my sentences …Trying to bait me into this … war of words
Then when I …keep sending this illy shit …they typing all illiterate …
Quickly recanting … when they already know what the business is …
I been prone to scorch … poems … break homes and ravish any bait thrown … so you should play it safe holmes
or place ya orders .. ya only chumming the waters .. in a shark infested oceans of 11 ass betting…
Then I’m off to the next one … placing pressure on ya complacently pen lectures … stray wrecking .. ya sections .. till you nukkas come with something better … with little or no effort … I crush ‘em … pun’in and sonnning … then running …
Off at the mouth to they homies that they won it … I know the type … pickneys always up to something … stay smiling and fronting … looking to create a lil buzz … but don’t really want it … kill me cause I’m lunching … watchin ‘em get confronted …
Lyrics get hole punched … till leaving these cats windless like punching ‘em in they stomachs …