it takes no effort to beat this dead beat dad.. thats being serious
this win is childs play, something u and ya only daughter never experienced
nik wont update the wack shit he's spitting so its his fate to fail
yea u put ya stamp on every verse, u been txt battling since paper mail
nik face wrinkled as fuck, every day he wake up with more regrets
been thru alot of wear an tear, same shit ur fat ass do to those jordan sweats
the fat guido poor as fuck..everything im saying is real
bags dealing with anxiety.. but selling his anti depression meds aint paying the bills
lets talk gun lines. the idea of u busting off is pretty pathetic
kill one of mines one of ya'll getting wet back but for nik that shit is genetic
two broke bums ridin, now ain't that sumthin
shoot ya head off til it lands on bags lap, u'll die over nothing
fry ur offsprings wit the banger, shit look like its carried by soldiers
i'll leave ur jr bacon like the only meal u cud afford wen ur daughter comes over
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Originally Posted by ill nik-A
got that natural salt & pepper look; bitches stare, like & touch it
while Ron Burgundy could be the color commentator for ya hair dyin process
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all the txtcees from 99 grew up an quit..except the worst to spit
Nik got old and stopped rhyming too, difference is he still posts the shit