
Originally Posted by
_SBU
I control V'.. Smoothtung just copies..
the rest lack consistancy ..their stuff's sloppy.
what fam? stop that.. Robb Mack's not bad..
respects me more than himself and I mock that.
ey yo, Robb Mack.. you lay low in combat..
the type of vet' that'd get his whole squad trapped.
I flipped it since pog caps, I ripped it since rom hacks..
I'm O.G.. you just 'owe g's like you robbed crack.
who here remembers ..Molotova? ..Skndeep?
-the kind of tight emcees that the script needs.
I left site for a couple of months and it missed me..
I returned to a few swung punches that.. missed me.
I'm coldest, so bring hot flows like you.. mist me.
if I rhyme like with like there's a twist, see..
yall common pop rappers yet never get hits seen.
kid, please.. yall spit seed like sick trees.
In brit speak a whole load of 'tree' gets you 'spinney'.
please.. you're big weeds.. so go feed from s*** creek.
..y'all drop dry stuff or just rusty? ..s*** creaks.
Quickill's got a 'doctorate'..? 'B**** Please'.
Tre staggered back but he aint battle rapping..
neither are most of you.. truth, you lack the tactics.
..serving any fishy in-bred like a salmon sandwich.
I got game, a hunter. you couldn't even catch a cabbage.
a new era like tricks rabbit-on and caps'll vanish.
I go over 'cees.. I put the 'ATL' in transatlantic.
this is dedicated to all the undeserving..
fine, whine.. but yall are under serving.
try to apply time to writing something worth it,
before you go to post, check your mothers' verdicts,
write a hundred verses.. I'll just come an burn it..
run with your tales tucked; fake cats and gutter vermin.
post-redemption, token efforts.. consider this an open letter..
I'll keep on beating the weak whilst I hope for better.
We lost 'Nostik'.. we lost a lot of real rap..
now we've got 'Logix' instead? I don't 'feel that'..
so go take the blame if it seems like I've no heart..
nowadays Im the only one here to 'Go Hard'..
but yall master 'bait'; I like my own bars.
hey Quick'.. not so fast..
roam past.. this is my empire.
yall camp and not hot. tend fires.
no damn threats since Zarex left, it's kinda like the type's elusive..
you're tired crews with minor music.. If I lied, reply and try to prove it.