Van full of my niggas, you hear BEEEEP! Ya wifey is missin'
Just know she'll be drinking from the horn like a Viking's tradition
Your girl's like "I don't have a racist bone in my body!" Followed by laughter
I stuck my knuckles in her puss & said "think again cracker!"
This guy's toast, battles like this is the reason I'm ghost, fuck a rook
I'm battling an American with an Irish alias and nine post, what a puss
---OPENER WAS NICE, 2ND BAR WAS LOL, 3RD BAR I WASNT FEELING
Ill employ the blam, guns at ya crib stop toying man
I don't want to hear your son heart beat ironic I wana destroyer fam
Don't talk heat in ya lines, we not believing those lies
You live and die by the gun? I left murder weapon at scene of the crime
---THESE LAST TWO WERE OK, DESTROYER WAS PRETTY GOOD
VS
You went to chat for backup, tryna have your gals jump me
N my pals grumpy get the cals dumping hand in my waist, Al Bundy
Roll up to fags house, the rag doused smother till he’s comatose
Needle full’a morphine dab of chlorine shoot Aer in the vein like an overdose
Leave this guy’s spleen at a crime scene a dumpster ya might get tossed in
When the tape come out… not talking risk when say Aer on the side of caution
---THESE WERE NICE, THOUGHT THE OVERDOSE LINE WAS TOUGH
You boring thot, that slick talk get you criss-crossed wind up with a Maury plot
Nothing but a DNA tests, tryin’ to place my prints on the 40 glock
You’re corny, ock. I’m the big cheese… n I hate the smell of fake bitches
You the king of set-ups, rat? where I’m from we don’t celebrate snitches
---NOT A FAN OF THE 40 GLOCK LINE, LOL @ THE CLOSER
V/TADGH...HE HAD THE HARDER VERSE, HARSHER CONCEPTS
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