It's May 23, 2024, 08:09:39 AM
Check it,First off DA couldn't measure my technicals//My style leaves you breathless like a kick to your testicles//Grewsum duct from the lead shrapnel//Cuz next time we meet im gonna slit your adams apple//Fuck that, im pullin out all of DA's vocal cords//Chop dem wit the lyrical sword//Cut up like an old credit card//Cuts to your neck, leave you permently scar'd//DA havin' wet dreams of me in they sleep//But wake up when they hear a floor board creak//Cuz they know that its now assassination//Cuz wit dem crack out lines they must be base'n//
No doubt, tell em We'll leave you life less