Freeverse

[Neo Regular]

Listen up for the few *****s wondering
What happened to Spitt? He’s DEAD
**** talking now I speak with lead
I breed the dead and see devils shaking
Hands with the conman
But act tough and get backed up with
A stiff fist
You’ll lean like Fat Joe back
In ya place
I don’t talk much I speak a mean
Vent in ya damn face
Man I’mma really remind ya re-mind
Ya brain with these nines leaving on
Ya shirt stains
I aint playing what I do’s for the troopers
And shooters who compute a thought
About me dying too soon
I’m too militant so I don’t relate man
I’m duckin them jakes and throwing suave
At em when they fake
I had run-ins with the law but I did
No wrong, so
I’m back on the block man I’m duckin
Long arms
Mama use to be the one who would snap
And pop *****s
Now I’m taking that I’ll pop and drop
*****s, see
What happened was this, I had a prollem
With my mouth now I’m speaking more
Ignorant bliss
**** hoes til they all know they filling
My zipcode
The way I format it makes you think it was
FlipMode
It’s a sick code out here to live
These hoes suck **** and **** pricks just to live
We tuck fifths and buck clips and eat poison
And sift
A million deadbeat *****s til ya birth ya kid, now that’s
A damn shame…