yo the song was hot, but it's missin a verse/
you guys bring the sting, but it's missin the curse/
i snatch al ur muni, erick lyk i snatchin ya purse/
and u has one, wearin one cuz u a woman in hearse/
notice i say hearse, cuz the situation got worse/
you won't be the one cryin, nah u the one hurt/
lyrically murdered, in ur hood they lyk Really?/
but it's ok wen i finish u, u won't even be feeling/
dead nerves and membranes, my face ur last picture/
ur grandchildren read ur graves with my lyrics on the scripture/
thou shalt not fuck with the Uk menace/
thats 40 Luv for ya Erick, lyk we playin tennis/
but i can make it easy, and put u down slowly/
or hav u splutterin blood, weeping " hold me"/
lookin left right, no sign of ya homie/
of corz they ent ther, no one duz know thee/
why battle in english, wen u can't type in it/
why battle raw bros, wen u too ripe in it/
and here incase u dun understand, lemme add subtitles/
"your ass is a gonner like, stop breathin lyk Bronchitus"
bitch you immature, cum on when u older
but my rhymes will be stronger, my heart will be colder
HOLLER AT ME DAWG!!
hahahah i finsihed u ryt ther and then man
u cant cum back from the dead Erick!! what u think u lyrically resserected or suttin man??
get a Ghost writer man!!
if SoniK wins, then Erick has to promise not to post again
btw stealth im sorry i missed ur PM about that verse man
my bad
pe@ce
slew em K....!