Kay, Djs back to murder another track, knife in my hand resting it on your bitches lap, she like the shit but you wouldnt know shit about that. look I got this shit like a dung beetle. i roll up and im with my people. turn down for what, project x now has a sequal. Me and these nighas are not equal. see They cant even bottle their evil, angels on my shoulders yeah but the devil he do exist. Change the beat up a bit and get to bustin like a 30 aught 6 150 words a minute watch as even eminem gets deminished. i didn't come for just the bitches, I came for the fame and the riches, to put food on the dishes, to give money to the misses so I get them honey love kisses. We out here killin niggas, you the guy diggin the ditches. You cant really find the difference? uh lets see, well you're lame like last christmas, your late like a pregnant bitch is, dont try to talk or ya facell get stitches, you better pray and ask for forgive, cuhz the Lord of the rap game is coming to finish the buissness, they yelling out for me but they see you and think damn who the fuck is this, he aint making any sense, thats when I start taking my shots, round after round, Im getting kinda lost, fuck it I got to much to talk about keep on going with the beat. a couple more lines and Ill call this one complete, Fuck anyone who aint fucking with me, stunting with bling, listen to the car, the motor scream constantly nodding off I swear I got so many problems. off the hard ones but these drugs are causing problems, problems...