1st Verse Of Respect

by **X'ed Up** » Mar 14th, '10, 05:40

I'm not the truest, illest, killer on the streets of Compton,
But my skills stomp on any hard ass that calls me soft and,
In my schools, I'm frontin' for trying to bust a freestyle,
Though, I won the battle, took it home and said peace out,
Sometimes I wanna say that to this corrupted game,
Don't even care to become rich and erupt in fame,
But before I must display my skill, a gamma ray that will,
Dismay and kill, any rapper that stands in my way until,
They respect me as a real, true MC to this day or deal,
With immense pain as their vocal cords decay for real,
'Cause when X'ed Up speaks, you are fucked for weeks,
Your fucking stuff reaks, there are not enough beats,
To make your shitty babbling, sound like witty battling,
Your fucking flow's as slow as a pair of titty's rattling,
Respect is something I have yet to gain from peers,
Willing to get it even if I must pay with pain and tears,