fuck it

[cracka]

chubz you aint bein chased by shit but ya mama,

and she bring more drama than you could wit a llama,

you say i dont know you and you from the hood,

i done did my research and you is misunderstood,

one night youll be all alone walkin threw yo block,

i come up quick cocked leave yo ass stoned rocked,

reach and grab yo plastic glock desert E yo ass shocked,

i aint scared of a bitch you aint from the fuckin ghetto,

just a shady meadow and my metal turn you like a pedal,

swift as shit with a shevl simular to the devil and you aint near my level,

took him bout two days to spit 15 bars i left him in his drawls,

and i came back quicker pissy drunk off the liquer and trippin off acid,

he got his fuckin ass kicked cause he see threw like clear plastic,

yo rhymes aint drastic closer to weak bars not close to death but more like little scars,

my spit is srars sprayed wit embaulming fluid,

so if you get into it you damn near addicted to it,

koolaid what took yo so long i came back strong,

did you have to sit and think or maybe puke in your sink,

cause my lyrics like a shrink and they make you feel deep,

so dont say a peep or ill have to creep and go check my record,

im known for goin crazy stranglin a baby(you) and chokin my old lady(chubz),

snithes dont phase me so since you yall tried to play me im goin straight loco,

grind you finer than coco you know the fo fo will be let go fo sho so,

step to a bro and feel the real deal cause yea i can flow and yea you a hoe,

so dont let me stop you keep suckin dick turn another trick,

and they'll call you a think chick you prick you chop nic's,

i flip bricks rob hicks simular to a bomb on its last ticks!