each and that glock's down your throat...Leavin' clips buried in this clowns mind
Before you shoot...I'll have the piece hanging out your mouth like Steph Curry at the foul line
I'll leave your body parts EVERYWHERE, blood splattered....shit will be gruesome, fucko
When the cops seal the scene...
they'll have to push that tape wayyyy back like it was produced by uh-oh
Last thing you gonna hear is bones breaking...This fucker gonna be crushed
It's gonna be one snap following another...but none of them gonna be Hush
That bitch getting banged on the glass by the block worse than LeBron on Iguodala
That ox'll slice but you'll get the pocketknife...Turn your face to fusilli, fam
Once I flip the switch that blade'll go over your head REAL fast...that's a ceiling fan
VS
Don’t believe this fraud’s fables, fake personals played out,
he should write on a massage table - can only feel that shit if it’s laid out.
Call our last match humbling, SIKE fuck yo wack publishing
wet me up, but I’m back bubbling. As in Gremlins bitch, my attacks doubling.
Better have Aero check assigned to me or die in the street,
blade aligned & sleek, to cut a percentage out of Cash, take a finder’s fee.
Dope battles. Rep to both. Cash had a lot of shit I was fuckin with. Curry joint was fire, bang on the glass was nice & that Hush line was flames. Shad came out the gates swinging, I was thinkin to myself 'damn' but then started to lose steam which imo was due to lack of staying aggressive like he very was last week.
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Cashius