another freestyle...again

mutha fuckaz say im touchy, when i grab the ratchet, nobody try to touch me,
this is a fucked up day, think u lucky?
i walk away laughin and rubbin ol' rusty
i smell a rat and its startin to smell musky
or maybe thats the body in the boot starten to get crusty
fuck it i pull over to the side road,
spray the mac, stop and reload
spray again and erase my foes,
these fuckin faggots dont understand my flows,
cauz theirs is garbage and everybody knows,
so i walk in, backstage at their shows
star em in they eyes, and punch em straight in the nose,
next day in the magazines with they pussy's exposed
fuckin with me is like walkin death row
u cant catch up u just too slow
come back in a few years when u decide to grow,
talkin hard with ya boys in tow
till i show up to ya house like, u didn't know?

fuck kevin rudd and john howard,
my relationship with politics has soured
cause these bastards are just some clownin cowards
talkin shit and taxin for power,
none them care if u livin below the bar
or if u cant go outside with ur girl after dark
or if every night there's a fight in the park
and gun play is considered an art
fuck the world cauz they lost they heart
only reason to react is divide and part
so i spray back
leave em breatheless like an asthema attack
got som soldiers and we walkin packed,
dont leave ya home unless u carryin the strap
or u might be at mc donalds and just get clapped
right in the back of ur favourite hat
and thats it, thats a wrap,
no more talkin just a suit in black
a pine casket and a memorial track

beat - http://tkrmx.blogspot.com/2008/04/broke-album.html

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