Ready? Set? GO! -@WORLDPATTERNZ

(Turn me up…)

(Yeah, keep it right there brah)

(Yeah)

What the fuck are you talking bout?

You ain’t for the world-you just talking loud…

Young ninja stop the subliminals,

I really come from gangsters-and criminals,

Never told lies but won’t be surprised,

If I find out that you bend the truth,

You bent outta shape, boy-I bend the rules,

I was….

Born in the nitty gritty, from the inner cities,

And you not-even fucking wit me,

I’m a gutter baby, -streets so cold and ugly-but I promise you the view is pretty,

I don’t think you wanna go there wit me.

South-east-to be exact, 4th street-where the Hittas at,

Ed-Edd-and eddy-where we breaking jaws, -laying bodies in the cul-de-sac,

What you wanna see?

What you want from me?

Flows glide like a butterfly……..

Freestyles like killer bee,

Boy, I’m in the clouds,

I Did shit you ain’t been around,

I’ll spin you round,

Leave your body in the parking lot,

Typa shit to make the killaz proud

Boy simmer down,

My flow is a lethal weapon

What’s a king to peasant?

first place never been in second,

I could give a second,

For you to pretend to rep it,

Bloods and crips?

We don’t need a gang…

my whole city on some other shit,

Shooting blicks at the mothership.

I ain’t gonna lie I’m a lil bit late,

But, I just heard what you had to say,

I acknowledge your style and penmanship,

Still ain’t nothing to get out the way,

Better count your days…….