Flesh Pits Freestyle

Where the f*ck that nigga think he running up at Swear that now I'm paranoid until the sunset Born from the flesh pits, straight to the mosh So you pull up on me with a chopper then you better bust that I'm sick, I'm sick of your bullshit I just cant seem to give fucks bout your full clip I just might slice in your gut Leave your blood in a pool by your boots I wont cap I'm on cruel shit Get a bag you chasing a bitch Ima hit my dance, you stay with a bitch I don't f*ck with you, I heard you a simp Stomp that boy out I swear that he'll walk with a limp You can get hit with a two piece three And you can get clipped with a three piece too I cannot stick with a two stay one And that one will leave you blood stained too Where the f*ck that nigga think he running up at Swear that now I'm paranoid until the sunset Born from the flesh pits, straight to the mosh So you pull up on me with a chopper then you better bust that I'm sick, I'm sick of your bullshit I just cant seem to give fucks bout your full clip I just might slice in your gut Leave your blood in a pool by your boots I wont cap I'm on cruel shit Get a bag you chasing a bitch Ima hit my dance, you stay with a bitch I don't f*ck with you, I heard you a simp Stomp that boy out I swear that he'll walk with a limp You can get hit with a two piece three And you can get clipped with a three piece too I cannot stick with a two stay one And that one will leave you blood stained too F*ck being nice nigga ima stay rude And i trust in this knife, it ain't gonna stay blue forever Shit don't make sense, I do whatever Once it's stained by the blood it'll be moved forever And I feel like Mileena I'm born from the flesh pits so my (REDACTED) don't see like me I'm a monster, a monster with teeth like these So I move with Tarkatans and taught them to be like me Smell of smoke, smell of gasoline Smell of blood, Smell of trash in my nose if you laugh at me So just know if you passing me And you tucking that pussy ass gun better blast at me Where the f*ck that nigga think he running up at Swear that now I'm paranoid until the sunset Born from the flesh pits, straight to the mosh So you pull up on me with a chopper then you better bust that I'm sick, I'm sick of your bullshit I just cant seem to give fucks bout your full clip I just might slice in your gut Leave your blood in a pool by your boots I wont cap I'm on cruel shit Get a bag you chasing a bitch Ima hit my dance, you stay with a bitch I don't f*ck with you, I heard you a simp Stomp that boy out I swear that he'll walk with a limp You can get hit with a two piece three And you can get clipped with a three piece too I cannot stick with a two stay one And that one will leave you blood stained too