JCcriminal23: ok i just gotta get this off my chest/im gonna flow like im the best/you think your nice ill put you to the test/i aint ever gonna rest/better expect the worst/ill be the one drivin your hearse/wait for what i spit next verse/you better just go to bed/ you keep poppin shit youll be dead/watch me seep into your head/half the others already fled/you cant take me down/ill murder this wole fuckin town/look at you clown/i dont play around/ill kill you and drop you in the lake/hold up lemme clambake....../you better not fall asleep your gonna need to stay awake/ever wonder what its like to crawl/when your spinal chord is broke from our brawl/i smoke the smoke that makes yall choke/you still playin this aint a joke/im as crazy as can be/wait and youll se/ listen up for the drill/ i cant wait for the kill/no more over your under the hill/is that your life savings adollar bill/i hate all you faggots that say holler/ but i will pop you through the collar

l5l FiLLMoRESLiM: sometimes ya gotta question yourself/ is life a waste of our time or is it just a quest in itself/ time to take my heart off the shelf caus ive never felt/ this way that i feel right now/ i learned the right way is by taking self power/ caus its all about how her/ love will collapse just like the towers/ forget the wedding, forget the baby shower/ forget about love, it just creates feelings all sour/ its all about the 1-5-1 caus this is our hour/ they dont ever understand/ confused so we blunder n then they wonder why we wish we were just another man/ we're their number one fan/ but sittin in the bleachers means you can never reach her and she'll just go for that star runnin back/ dump you, get hurt, n come runnin back/ but its too late, youve chosen a different fate/ betrayed her feelings slayed/ you both are in a different place/ mourning over it would just be a waste/ confused, confronted, how does that codine n vodka taste?/ you think its time to take/ some serious action/ emptiness filled wit drugs means satisfaction/ momentary, too much ya lay sedimentary/ "i know what im doin, this shits elementary"/ you say, but you cant feel your hands today/ and the way you headed, youll end in a penetentiary/ solitairy/ confinement, is where your times spent/ concrete cell fuckin up your allignment/ in your neck and where your spines bent/ 70 years old, forgettin where your time was spent

dmb godro: nice man ilike it
dmb godro: thanks
l5l FiLLMoRESLiM: yea
l5l FiLLMoRESLiM: the last part was for me
l5l FiLLMoRESLiM: but u were the inspiration at first man

l5l FiLLMoRESLiM (9:28:15 PM): im sayin, man i dont run wit a gun/ how can i walk, after i gunned 10 shots of one-fifty-one?/ im sick of faggots who just talk/ when in reality they just one shifty son/ fuck the blunt, you know that we be rollin the dutch/ automatic shifter, FUCK im runnin a clutch

ay yo fuck lickin shots/ i got bitches lickin cocks/ headcold, period, sick or not/ this is serious, my pimpin spot/ wheres that rhyme you said youd drop?/ you better spit, whether your shits hot or not

dmb godro (9:34:09 PM): squaring off against Stretch nigga, fuck/ man just give him the buck cuz i aint givin a fuck/ so he can pass it type flow/ kind of passing no skills to speak of no doe/ nor command and commend cuz the truth he's bendin/ lying like a wall to wall rug/ In the ending he just be acting like your long lost friend/ if you conversing try explainin it's a shame you don't spend/ with meetin some type of famous person to be/ instead of brushin up on the 1 5 1 freestyle techniques/ I see smiles appearin on faces that them they peepin understand the truth I speak/ unleash the shit that 151 deep out six feet/ some seek security in sleep/ cause in they eyes tapping their heels talking about I know this ain't defeat