ever since daddy taught me how to use1
he tol me "always assume it's loaded n never point it at humans."
nah lol
but fer you,i'd hope to Know it's loaded,(&)then i'll point it at You Son.
you should run,because i got lotsa rhymes,but not iz many,as i Got Glocks and Nines- Jilti- yu'll be Shot through your spine...
...'ll pull out my automatic,on all you bastards,n jilti you're the biggest one
too stretched
here,but you don' even matter.
and everything you say,(basically,)leads to my laughter. you're weak n i'll bash you.
pistol Whip you,n Leave You,with a Cracked Tooth...
i'm not taking any chances. i consider my three-fifty-seven Mag to be the most trusty.
as a result,you'll end up doing-a-little dancing,if not?,flat-out running.
this of course, would not stop me,from "gunning".
my 9 millimeter semi auta matic iz always dependent, no matter the venue. 'r the function...
fuck this. this battle isn't FAIR Dude...
just like it ain't Fair,when i shoot your motherfuckin house-up,with a carbine rifle which-is AIR COOLED...
i hope-u don't have a family.. cuz then it's collateral damage.. this is all True..
they would be dead, just-like you..
"Joshing" You... some-would-just-be injured... i can rap all day. i've got a trigger-finger.. i sell guns to fucked up kids. n the ones i keep, i Use 'em Later.
nothing what the hell man your structure is all fucked yo idk where your shit starts and ends
Vs
gotta Nine Beretta Automatic with a crazy hair trigger i call waka flocka
if the NBA Jams Midway, put in another cartridge & continue the BOOMSHAKALAKA
seen too many BOOMSHAKALAKA lines
when i'm rollin' 60 deep in a creep, i'm not in Cali with snoop
but i'll slam the shotty & clap at army, like I was rallying the troops
pretty good
let the tool blast at a restaurant while ur eating with ya boo
so when u see that 38 special in front of u, it's not a dinner for two
decent
and if ur still in the mood for seconds, i'll bring it dude
make ur mouth salivate once u see the Hand Entree, but it's not finger foods
cool
then follow ur bro to the gym w/ sub-machine guns next
catch him on the bench & take the Max Out before he can complete a rep
ehh ok
die u hoe. shoot one thru ur styrofoam cup, nigga i'm violent prone
lift an iron chrome & u'll see the Clapper go off all night like at a retirement home
ehh
use a ginsu to stab ur face with. gonna be more than a laceration
handle blade grip push ur wig back & forth like a recovering cancer patient
nah lol
Easily goes to
jilti. Army didn't have anything I liked tbh and jilti had some fire lines in his verse. so yeah vote jilti
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Hush