>My assessment of whoeva’s flo >Nonsense/Tomfoolery >Even the passiveness of his pseudo >Says: what you gonna do to me? >Nothing
>Secret sacrifice /son soft as a bow wow song >Nominated for my noose / Stunt double for signature moves >I’m tearing finger sinews >So any semblance of simian Silurian writtens gets dismissed by >round two
Whateva:
>leviathan pose, I devour the so called nicest >so swallowing a "don" would be a change in my diet
>ride it, high seas, drown ya sisters and brothers >snatch the flag off ya avi and send it to ya mother. >da gutter, where I'm from, where ya corspe turned up >Ya teeth pulled for ID cause ya corpse burned up
tough one to call, another entertaining one. gotta give it to gogon though, came off a lot harder
"I walk around with sick styles, sippin on cristal, my whole cliques wild, I'm rich pal no more sticks I'm making hits now... when I recite you takin hours to write, so if you fight just tell ya man what kinda flowers you like" -Big L