shells hit in your lungs leave rappers with cracked faces
act patient or you might get smacked tasteless
embrace this as i rip this **** slide in the clips and spit
bullets hit people harder than chinese Athramatic
im quick to **** on cowards aint no stoppin me
like popcorn bags with no seeds, no way you poppin me
droppin me? im too much realeasin the untamed prophecies
Thinkin you hot? I got "chilly bullets" that stop ya "heat"
fall back as i pack clipz to make you fall flat
got these rappers coming up like a shorty on a stick like a small bat
i maul all cats with all gats
just kock and aim at their lames,say no names, hollow tips turnin dudes feminine like they changed Frames wit Dames
remain insane, kill verbals on tracks as i murder with gats
and pack bullets dat make ya head come outta fitted like you had "convertible hats"
the murder is back, bringin pain and smashin contenders
got slugs that made ya Athreis "Pop out" like "Air bags" when you crash into fenders
this is the 2nd part of my verse. ive been writing since i was 13, i dont know how is it though :?
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