Everbody trying to make a name to get a buzz/
Your only chance is to take a bottle and guzz/
Or battle me and get your name in the obituaries/
You still bitches gettin your make up done in the mortuary/
Im not the one you should test/
You better bring a mic wit a vest/
Or ima snatch that,put it wit the rest and leave the stage smoking after my first fucking sound test/
Your done,fed to the wolves and thats it/
Until your chick grabs me wit her eyes lit/
So I dip my pen in your blood and spell out ShadeDice on her nice tits

Dont nobody want it?

you fuckin wackness you done gone and done it
don't know me but you still don't fuckin want it
you a fuckin lame i'll break ya fuckin legs for tellin lies
put the 9 to ya chin and blow ya lips sky high
i come with the hot shit you ain't fuckin ready
load up the semi blow ya fuckin chest to confetti
ya family stick up for you
then fuck them too
fuck ya moms she's a slut fuck ya dad he's a bitch
ya brother is gay and ya sis don't have a clit
the pump will get ya fuckin brains movin
the AK will turn ya fuckin head into Fig-Newton
sit the fuck back cause you ain't really murk me
cause I put Eagles to ya back like a fuckin Philly jersey



blah some quick trash

That last line was nice.When you ready to get it started 4real.let me know.You hit up first.Ill answer.You wit that jae styles

Yup yup that's sounds good to me.