Ok where do i start this? oh how about ya label wit no artists??//
everyone knows ya bitchmade, fuck wit Cmoke....u aint tha smartest, u slow i control tha roll when i flow where tha heart-is//
stealin graphics is a one of ya classics fucked ya mom and ya daughter at tha same time on my matress, pussy bitch u aint nuthin but an actress, leave yo shit in blackness and ur just practice, the fact-is u dont know wut rap-is//
siccness aint no place for bitches u aint made a dime off ya rhyme but u act like u can spit-this look into my eyes im screamin come-get-this, you, ya label, yall-sum-dumb-bitches//
put ya lights out when i hit tha switches i suggest u protest and leave tha siccness//
right now i think thats enough dont wanna be too ruff with a fatass stay-puff but if u want more like i said before walk out, ill show ya tha door//
if thats not enough or u want 2 verse im down....seriously just leave, no one wants u here...
PeaCe
~Cmoke