i bust domes
drop bombs on ya home
im like a iraq niqquh with the camo
i stay with the ammo
yu movin slower than a camel
i cause damage like the navy
liek rambo im crazy
pullin up in a all black mercedes
gettin head from ya lady
its all good liek gravy
im like karate niqquhs smashin bones
girl gettin wet listenin to my ringtone
how bout i throw ya dawg a bone
my style is so perfect
yes its worth it
rockin a black v neck
ed hardy jeans niqquh show sum respect
black polo boots and a black teck
ya niqquh i got stacks on deck
liek busta rhymes i break necks
im like crank just beatin niqquhs asses
tap the blunt to throw off the ashes
i got hands liek cassius
clay
hittin licks on niqquhs err day
mofucka we dont play
so dont talk shit or here comes the A.K.
im accurate like tom brady in the pocket
got big green stacks in my pocket
my goons are serious
we delirious
we notorious thugs
fuckin hoes and sellin drugs
takin off in the club
come out like awww
hell naw
that niqquh jacked my shit
they liek ya yu remember they clique
oh ya i caught em in the back smashin ya chick
she was sayin damn he got a big dick
what the fuck this night was full of shit
thats what happens when yu fuck with them goons bitch
ha ha
im raw niqquh

yep yepp yepp...

i mob in my black tee/
im on my job in my black tee/
in the studio producin PLAQUES/
like BLACK TEETH/
and sadly niggas still tryna bag me/
im leavin the scene just laughing/
im ahead of this game you cant catch me/
catch me with a bad bitch/
and im gonna get in get in her BUNS like a SANDWICH/
i got this COVERED like a BANDAGE/
fuck wit me wrong bitch nigga/
ill COOK that ass like MANWICH/
im in the drop top maybach smokin that caggage/
with a gutta bitch JUMPIN on the dik like a RABBIT/
im a gangsta but im so up to fashion/
swag extra nice lookin like a artist painting/
you against me is just degrading/
im workin hard but it seem like im lazy/
my flow is mike tyson crazy/
fuck wit the crew boy/
you'll get F'ED up like WEEZY BABY/
we dont play out here in the D-M-VEE/
bustin glocks till they empty/
show me some money and tempt me/
im go at it point is real simply/
and i aint eva leavin the game/
so you aint gotta miss me/
im here and neva leaving/
im a monster beat ripper..so please feed me...~COPYRIGHT 2009!~

vvvvFucking Horrible derrick

LOL! dude below said "i got a mortal kombat flo win i spit a n****s FINISHED", nice.

That "Open my cheeks n shit atchu" line was homo

add me

look.. Aint nothing on my mind but gaps and paper
See im something like a mummy stayed wrap in paper
dont give a crap play craps for paper
look nigga aint no steps in stackin paper the only step
is stackin paper even my steps is stack with paper you
find me on the block selling crack to haters.. CRASH

what it dew wats going down
kush got me higher than an ampmosphere cloud
and my clothes smelling loud
like ah baseball diamond i control the mound
so what chu bout
and i know that gangsta shit u aint about
shoot at cha feet and make u walk it out
na fuck that taken dome shots and leave ya brains lookin like sourcrout
im from tha texas to be exact leave niggas flate like ah door mat
squash the talk squash tha chat
24's under the frame but i stay above the rim like 2-pac
who this who is dat like ah kittin crawlin on 4's while smoking a kool
so call me a kool kat



mo flyer then ah dart

i got u rite now

lol.. im bout 2 rip dis dude under me 4 no reason.. read his shit 1st if u havnt

ok lil niggas listen up i spit sick/
nd lets b serious, who would ever try 2 jack from a lame ass nigga name Kenric?/
i got a mortal kombat flo win i spit a niggas FINISHED/
nd i dont care who u wit ya whole crew get diminished/
fatality nigga, how u want it? choose ya poison/
win fake confronted niggas lik "Ken" Doll loose dey voices/
simple as dis.. ima contender/
he a pretender/
dis dude tender/
talkin bout he got a shotti in his black tee./
nigga even in da whips yo ass ridin in da bac seat/ (lol)
no shotgun.. u better jus stic to runnin plays/
im sittin bac laughin at em blowin dat kushin purple haze/
real killaz dont talk bout dey shit in dey rhymes/
unless dey spittin a story, he bluffin i can tell by his lines/
dis dude silly comparin his self 2 da hulk/
i knock em on his ass nd on his black tee i c - walk/
is real easy 2 state dat dis kid is fake/
if u gon pull out a strap y think about it nd hesitate?/
he's bait/
aint no time on da clock win u hear dat loud noise/
so thinkin aint a question fuck a multiple choice/
i aint gon talk bout how i pop niggas cuz dat aint my life/
but i pack a strap jus in case a nigga on dat Bull..no Mike/
me im usually on sum coo shit/
but i let be known i aint da 1 to fool wit/
ima real nigga.. no actin no movies/
a lot of rappers claim dey hard win dey really jus coochie/
is sad win niggas talk about bustin gats they ghost weapons/
if u liv it den u kno dat funerals bring things bac 2 perspective/
so take dis as a lesson/
na better yet a blesson/
i murdered dis dude lyrically shit i spit armageddon../

aw yea nd if u cold.. nigga im freezin