Hats off soulty, and sureshot!! :beam:
cause they did d@mn leave a burn mark on my mop
You know theres nothing better then feeding this crop
No Way i whould ever forget this drop
not even the NY’s Finest Cop
But since we startin to get Verbal
maybe i should spot you some wine or some Corbal
I’d be Jumpin like i’m in a Corral
When you guys get the story to Tell.
I’ll tell it well i’ll tell it right
no one needs to start a fight
i’ll be hear all night
speaking of whats right
now for the mess i was about to Break
No one drops me by the lake!
you can hit me with a Rake and a Steak
and i’ll break you in half
The Staff’s gonna miss your Calf!
First shot at it… what you think?
Not bad man, you got some skills,
Enough to pay the bills at least,
But it’s a long way to get to the mils,
On top of Ritz sippin Cris, head from the hottie named Kiss
You’ll be like man am I dreamin this game?
Never knew there’s so much cream in this game?
Well you better watch, someone’s schemin your fail
The higher you go up, the more you’ll feel the pain
When you fall, so you gotta keep it real in this game
Or you’ll be blown away like dust if you fear in this game…
game this game that,
thats all you talk about,
its more about flava, thats what its about.
you need get with it, and give yourself a name
you talk about keeping it real
when your rythmes are just so Dam.n lame.
ok ok you were giving the newcomer props
but why try to teach him something you learnt off your pops.
your ryhmes aint tight or are they dope
and if i read one more of them i dont think i will cope,
so go on and leave with your lame as.s ways
and leave the top cats to play this “game”.
You’re so funny dude it ain’t even funny
Your flava is too salty, your flow is too dummy
Pretendin like a pro, runnin around loud drummin
Your lyrics are only good to be grumblin
Stuff like you should be off the streets
My word’s too fast for your grey cells to catch a glimpse
You talk about giving myself a name
Who cares about the name, style’s what brings the fame
You can’t play my game, i’ll give you the pain to cope with
That will boil the blood in your veins
I ain’t got time to waste on a puss like yourself
Get your as.s lost, still takin your first steps…
…i knew i should of not posted my previous lyrics, thought it would push things in the wrong direction, nice comeback though phat7, i would reply but then we could be at it till page 500, and i havent got the time, i like “your flava is too salty”… nothing wrong with being salty, 
so here is something to get going in a nicer direction,
glad you think im funny,
cause i like to pet bunnies
and go to the toilet on dunnies,
while counting my money,
and eating honey,
lol…