a lil freestyle i recorded, dont know how to like transfer shit so i wrote the words.... nasty shit////
bitches called cats, come up to bat, and get the facts, scratched, and knocked flat on their back
attacked, say goodnite, get tapped, wake up thinkin yesterday is tonight, are you aight?
you the bomb on the flight, but im a new flightplan, when someone moves im down for a fight man
dont need a hypeman, just my fists and my balls, when i find the right man, he'll be flat on the wall
back to playin wit dolls, he'll think he's a child, i'll say mcdonald's, he's lovin it and busts out wit a smile
but get outta line and get walked over like tile, i win by a mile,ya names another lost file, and its in the junk pile