Sharks

Old school, new school

Need to know this

Getcha game up you better keep focus

And so i said that they were biters

Chalking up lines from all these resolutes

Chip off the writers block with 9's that chop against the destitute

Evolution of the manor, trade royalites with verses

Go with platinum, can't go with burberry...it hurts since

A verse gets termed as the worst, but when immersed in your playlist

That shit plays first re...hearse all bars

Matter harsh scars and battle

I bring tallstalls with chatter yet they all just shatter and split

Battered by the scaron gifts, stolen from affiliates, sharon patter and redshit

Shoulda stitched it by hand and mouth, now you shook planning doubts

Spitting west while standing south, all n all, sucess for you is not at all probable

When i take you to the lake to find out if your water-soluble

I'm sick of bitches typing like their spliting inches off a ruler

To be judged by, file pressing consider my style, metric.

That means stop biting my shit!

That means start writing your shit!

No rest for the weary, or the wicked stand witness

To know rest for the weapon, i'm a skeet with tradition, now listen!

This isn't just another sick written from the darkstar harm how the sharks that get bitten

This is hardtaught! don't expect a rescue and don't let me catch you alone in the carpark

Cause shark skin is fashion and that is me

Touch your anatomy like down to your car hearts

Use to write for a site but i didn't spark smarter

Ritebright! you could think it, my first pink slip

But this isn't a house by writing bumper stickers

It's somethin you stick it and bump, like a heroin needle

See the shit in the trunk is apparently lethal

Which y'all live to distrupt like american leaders

I'm gonna pull quick from the category

I run bullshit like a matador, see?

That means stop biting my shit!

That means start writing your shit!

I'm the rapier, but you fear that the spear that sparred our father harbours pokes

Rich rappers might catch a darva conger in...hoax!

That the bitch they get with doesn't switch, approach!

To the sickness, leave you witless buying her ropes n

Rings n things of that nature, shit all you hear is "rings this",

"pitchpacks", "pagers"

To get that paper, she'll find a mattels a cell

Style for fidel'cs as hell, looks like a dictator

Type a chick that a getcha car stolen

Hardtoil! she might get up in that ass like shark oilden

Again i can see what you thought was a fargo

But you can't trust those with hearts like charcoal

I didn't prepare to punk, from when i put em in the boat

It was a lebaron trunk

I connect for the very best sound and set

Now i'm rockin a tooth right around my neck

That means stop biting my shit!

That means start writing your shit, kid!