Spit who’s under you

        aye, lemme get atcha one more time, bust one more rhyme/f**kin shine, discard ya nine, ima say what i speak cause im already in it/ and as far concerned dog, u still elementry/nigga, this is rap, not william shakepere's poetry jam/ so man up, step ya game up's what im sayin/and evry body know this/ ya sh*t is bogus, quit hidin behind jeezy, lemme put you on a poster/ bent down ass up, catchin nut like a cup/ deapthroat, hit a high note, that's the way i f**k my hoes/ get dropped, the way you throw dem bows,shot, the way u move dem os/ u say u can flow harder, flow harder,go!/ cause i'm young, but not a rookie, gettin all the nookie/ everybody, Iceman flow sound sweeter than a cookie/ ima hit the color purple on u, u black, u ugly and don't nobody want you/ built for buisness, and jesus forgive this, ya boys actin' a fool on him, im about ta dismiss this/ pimpslap u, pimpscratch u, every thing got a pimp on it, 'cause i craft u/ if it wasn't fa me, you'd be rhymin' on the intersect'/f**k all this publicity ya gettin', not even the internet/ ya need ta be on jerry springer/title:"broke jokes stuck in the ringer"/ and cn't nobody do it like i do/ i'ma one of a kind original don, so f**k u( no disrepect)

        ay yo, look, I aint even gon read ya sh*t,

        as far as I  see it, choke, ya mouth betta not spit,

         cause I'm hungry, even the little crackhead knew it,

         and as far as carrer goes, son, u done already blew it,

          not to be challengin, race-mode, head to head collision,

      I'm just tryin get to my place at the top, stay outta my division,

        and yo, it only take one click for ya moms ta jump on,

         its been bou't 4 months, yo sh*t still aint jump off,

          ya rhymes is sorry, cuz, like a young and restless marathon,

           at the end of ya sh*t, put a  emoticon

       no disrespect if someone sees this, just practicing, he me up if u want some

i'm going to save mines for the tourney

the kid in the house

all yall lil bitcches/

yall not like me turing swiches/

im bangging bitches/

i bang off 2s yall need to clean yall shoes/

yall flows is rusty/

i cant even stand next to some of yall cuz yall niggas musty

im just hetiing up

look nigga i'll ball you up like i was playin live

you may be from the chi but im from king drive

i dont got on boots i got on force ones.

you the one who got shoes that needs prayin from nuns

dey call you e z kid its time for me to get rid

i aint got beef just to let you know this rap has been hid