d heat

kill shot it I shot it itz morning first tin i notice is d heat ama gangster in d street work out Evey morning keeps me physically fit physically, lyrically I pack a punch wid dat big hit hatred is my drive itz y I survive nd I thrive to be d top dawg b et in d alley or d booth ama knock out.. u prolly wondering where's my tooth itz half way across d room Damm u caused a mess to d rug I'll get d broom admit ur defeat I have no limit den kiss at my feet taste d dirt as I zoom pass ama freaking speadster out rap u den turn u to a spinster outclass u ama beta freestyler and I b on harder Dan u on ur girl man my lyrics are worth d pearl hear me on d radio c me on television itz My mission to keep u in d rodeo and I got d recipe dem oda rappers could rest in peace SL#SPITMAFIAFFS