SPREES VERSE
little twerp talk tough lookin like that?
Listen Pussy...
Got a hawk for U,Chief...Yeah its death to you
Ur punches aint Native to Land, Jus talk to the guy Nxt to you!
My Glock a Best Friend, He screams N invades noobs
U'll hear Bud get loud in ur ear.. but no wires on ur Neck'll save U
U sit cozy nxt to a chimney, Ur not fire jus soft
I been building up w/heat...to put U out cold w/a Brick to the Jaw
& we know U love Lars lard gut, stop...Guy is shit
He go Ham on ur verse..Pic has nuthin to do w/bein topped by pig
Keep talkin tough & we'll reflect "how that kid choked"
they'll find glass in ur throat from smashing ur face through that window
Beat ur wife unstabble, the big animal will die, of course
Look screams questions, but the answers w/the guy who use to ride a horse