fuck u (battle diss)

You waitin' on this, this "slaughter will not be televised"

Give me a project bitch

Silly cat, you know how that scratch

Tuck that tail between your muthafuckin legs BITCH

Who really think you, can just take us no MORE

Steel toed boots with my troops knocking down your DOOR

Fuck and leave hoes broke, Cali ain't no joke

Im paved dog, can you tell im HIGH?

Doust ya clothes, the smell of a foul smoke

Stress calls in PIES, watch the Lex go BY

And I know, you don't want to DIE

Swim with the sharks, spark the weed up

We fin to po' up, another cold cup

It's about the dead prez in the 9's

On top of that, all your friends know my words

It upsets him but excites him, none the less

Get your money fuck being broke, that shit for the birds

From a dyslexic kid to a artist of words. I'm rolling up my catnip and shittin in yo' litter

Man, I thought you was a thug, certified wig splitter. Knockin pictures off the wall is nuttin cause I'm a baller

I know these motherfuckers, wanna see me losing my mind. I disintergrate niggas, give a fuck who you are

And Lo and Behold the skills have gotten refined. But his WAX is just like 'JAX, so then grind

Emotions disturbed in time like broken bottles of wine. I've, got guys, waiting in a line

Twist yo' ball caps and rep how ya livin. It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit

Some brothers in prison are rough-livin and still givin. Any nigga ever disrespect me, he get his head split

In your motherfucking sto', you ain't got it get it. The rest of the Wu right up the street Park Hilling

Is little more than choice to him that is willing. Other sisters in condition be using up their position

That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody. Would you remove those bananas from your earholes and pay attention

And eat to reality, gun you down in a tragedy. So sick with this, don't forget the melody

Wit Buk an Psyde gettin Buk on the side, Spy wit the third eye against the conquer and divide.