This was suppose to be a collab with scott, but he will never drop, so i'm just dropping this shit. Refer to be signature for further explanation.
often great with rhymes, walking-straight through caution-tape, swapping ur plates, with mine ||
my crimes are popping glocks at spines, behind the parking lot, cops on watch are blind ||
when me n scott, hit the block, with shots devine, you all can't keep up with the times, like a dead watch ||
left with bloods clots n ur head-squashed, we shine like corvettes when the reds-washed ||
I'lll throw scott at you from his dread-locks, so he's on pot and stays stoned like bed-rock ||
he still hits harder then fred-knocks, these bars have been hot, since i let off ||
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