[john hensley]

G plz. U snort 3 keys I eat 3 P's and you dissin?
Wishin, I'll drop Sonny, take ya B'z cheese and feed me with everything on my Liston be pleased as you're missin.
What you wearin bitch I'm a terrorist, an apostle from gospel.
There Bin Laden them haters but your nostrils look they could hostel some Hostiles.
Fake fucks won't make bucks like a deer pussy.
Queer wussy,
I take chumps that's seemin
to make Jumps like Beamon
but you ain't here pussy.
Stear Clear like driving in fear, hoodie,
wit the gat in the back.
U insecure, mushy,
Leave you Smacked in the Back like your throat aint clear, pussy
U cappin in fact,
Activists Act and I'm Checkin the New Era like Nike and em made a faction or pact .
I'm laughin, distracted from Wack, crack in ya sack but I'm splittin ya balls, Gettin The Draws like when u actually rap.
I win son, Then I Son and Win Son check the facts of the match.
I bust these hollows and you can't touch my follows.
U stank feller, Ima bank teller, work to Touch yo Dollows.