rhymes for first war posted

d4 keep on running dawg~but im winnin this race/

you a Treadmill fine upstanding member of society ~ u still runnin n place/

Only thing I have 2 stretch is my hand 2 my waste/

Botox ya fine upstanding member of society ill put a couple shots in ya face/

ima dboy baby~ juss check tha facts /

i stay sharpe like tha creases~ in a mormons slacks/

pack a gun on my back ~like we was in iraq/

yeah im white and im hard~ just call me crack/

my Flows so sick ~yeah im far from a vaccine,

and Beefin aint nuttin ~I can bring a whole stanpeed,

im bad 4 your health~ill make yo blood bleed~

my words are the truth~ so best take heed/

y0 ryhmes ****ing stink~ i think they need deoderant/

drink 2 much alcohol so i mite need 2 sober it/

d4 ya need yo luck~ so go’n ahead n fo leaf clover it/

this freestyle battle ****~ yeah im all ****ing over it/