Week 10: Resin 2-0 vs. Hush 2-1 RES WINS

[Resin M-I-C]

Hello Victor my old friend,



Aiyyo
You the littlest guy in the NBL. This L gonna get you out of sort..
I almost got into an accident. Good thing I realized i’m gonna be stopping short.
So when you go to lunch with fam u gotta make that joint discreet..
like who wanted the High Chair? call it ya Iron Throne cuz it’s your a pointed seat.
He aint holdin 9s or the chrome. This vato has no such toys..
he only bangs Sweepers when the apartment above him makes too much noise.
You aint hood bro. I’m from NY too u aint drastic brother..
The block can see right through this kid like the Illmatic cover.
Now put your face on the curb- See me stompin my enemies..
Teeth? I got ‘Vic’s on my foot’ like one of grandma’s old remedies.
My gun talk strong. Hover over i’m killing it proper..
Ammo long, King Kong: I’m on the top of your building with Choppers.
Fuck your lisp bitch. You have no direction & spray when you talk..
Someone grab him a Compass.. when it points down to S it won’t be tough to say that he lost.
Yes we’re racist, Mexican.. Go do my landscapin & go cry on a tissue..
returning the mower in it’s original place.. that’s how YOU ‘shed light’ on this issue.
Birthdays were the worst days for you. Make a wish and pretend..
Cuz I saw your invites to those parties and it was a reallllly Short list of friends.
Get mugged, give me ya wallet. Don’t act like you don’t have it either..
Gunshots. Youu gettin 3 rings for the paper like a trapper keeper.
12 gauge, double barrel, it makes a swell noise..
i dispel joy when I point the ‘sawed off at ur head’: oh you just got Hellboy.
Mahfucka.
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