runnin in haste, gun in ya face
youll need to get somethin replaced
when i burn all your taste buds
leavein ya chest more toxic than your 'waste' was
the bullets been through uranium, but now theyre goin into your cranium
stay posed, ill have your gates closed cant embrace those so its case closed
open and shut, the evidence is in your house, too bad im blowin it up
when you be flowin you suck, only time your 'high' is when im 'holdin you up'
fin to take paper, 'fuckin up the meetings' like i been a 'date raper'
i peel now and scrape later cause i hate haters
and i dont 'direct' the 'bitch', i just 'shift' her and she finds you
then 'she'll kiss your lips', and YOU'LL 'kiss the man behind you'
cause when im grippin on the shotty CUZ
the case'll go cold quicker than your body does, and i strain the cost of doom
spread your ideas, ill blow your brains accrossed the room
nothin is what your worth to me, this is murder in the first degree

i dont know why i picked this topic... but it ended up like this

ok ok ok ok dat shit was hot

lol thanks