This is just some little shit I spit out the other night in like 10 minutes, I was thinkin bout fuckin with it for a song verse but I dont think it's up to par. Let me know what yall think......I already realize that it's kinda simple, it's like that cuz it has to be spit, and I'm not fuckin with no 5 cyllable words and shit in a song.......
Disrespect me and mine and you fo sho comin up missin, now you duct taped in my basement cuz you thought I was spittin, when I finish aint gonna be no blood stains, torture you to death and myself just a little, cuz motherfucker I love pain, and I'm siccer than that nigga Big Lurch's appetite, call me Mr Nocturnal, sleepin in the day cuz it's time to ride at night, I step outside in my black clothes and take a look around, and if I'm off that twomp siccness wont hesitate to lay any faggot down, motherfuckin Hoody Mafia riders, it's Dub-C, Illafade, and my homie Teflon, any niggas that really wanna get it, believe me can get stepped on, and it wont be the first time ambulances came cuz of us, I fuck only with family, they're the only ones I can trust, before we put in work and do our dirt we establish the alaby, so the cops can suck my fuckin dick when they come askin "how and why?", I'm sorry officer but I was at my cousin's cuzz, I gives a fuck who say they seen me, I'm tellin you it wasnt us, the devil crept at midnight, we in tight, 3 deep in a Dodge Dakota truck, my cousin's drunk hittin corners like a motherfuck while I'm tryin to roll a blunt, swervin on northbound Pac Highway tryin to get to White Center, dippin out of deuce-five-trey, cuz them faggots know where my cousin lives, and they really might remember, so we smash into the set and hit the store for a Special Brew, and post up at the park cuz we got nothin else to do, everythings coo for now cuz it's quiet and dark, and most motherfuckers know better than to come into Highland Park.
Disrespect me and mine and you fo sho comin up missin, now you duct taped in my basement cuz you thought I was spittin, when I finish aint gonna be no blood stains, torture you to death and myself just a little, cuz motherfucker I love pain, and I'm siccer than that nigga Big Lurch's appetite, call me Mr Nocturnal, sleepin in the day cuz it's time to ride at night, I step outside in my black clothes and take a look around, and if I'm off that twomp siccness wont hesitate to lay any faggot down, motherfuckin Hoody Mafia riders, it's Dub-C, Illafade, and my homie Teflon, any niggas that really wanna get it, believe me can get stepped on, and it wont be the first time ambulances came cuz of us, I fuck only with family, they're the only ones I can trust, before we put in work and do our dirt we establish the alaby, so the cops can suck my fuckin dick when they come askin "how and why?", I'm sorry officer but I was at my cousin's cuzz, I gives a fuck who say they seen me, I'm tellin you it wasnt us, the devil crept at midnight, we in tight, 3 deep in a Dodge Dakota truck, my cousin's drunk hittin corners like a motherfuck while I'm tryin to roll a blunt, swervin on northbound Pac Highway tryin to get to White Center, dippin out of deuce-five-trey, cuz them faggots know where my cousin lives, and they really might remember, so we smash into the set and hit the store for a Special Brew, and post up at the park cuz we got nothin else to do, everythings coo for now cuz it's quiet and dark, and most motherfuckers know better than to come into Highland Park.
