by Explicit Content Mon Jun 15, 2009 11:03 pm
Alright my bad, went on a hiatus.
Anyways:
K Man, K Dot, I'm sorry for keepin' ya'll impatiently waitin,
no need to keep the forum members consistently hatin'.
the best has arrived, spitting sick rhymes out of 305.
So allow me to tell my short story:
Back again, never fell, I just “slightly tripped”
dudes say, they spit bullets, but I’m “rhymin clips”
go platinum? or to gold? nah I got “diamond hits”
K Man u threw, a single punch, still cant “fight for shit”
cuz your punch, just hits, lika “cryin bitch!"
my kunckles hit K dOT, like brass knuckles, on an “iron fist”
“remain nicer”, “games tighter”, than “skater jeans”
a rappin, steven speilburg, cuz I’m “makin scenes”
yous “dead in graves” n ya crew ran n “fled away”
thought water dminished this fire? but it just “fed the flame”
I stay, in the booth, more than the “voters do”
fryin bitches, like ya fryin pan, “supposed to do”
aint like, the mouse, cuz I dont “roll wit clicks”
dudes, be rollin like squares, think they “goin in”
“hardcore”, keep it locked lik em “car doors”
n put more holes in a bitch then a “golf course"
Punchline who? Nigga I think you gonna holla at DJ Clue