[Lyric] South bloodline (69bars)

Uh, rap witch on black broom
White shoes on, I walk two's and back
69 bars you can ask who the fuck is that?
Mac Donalds and a six pack of minute made
Nigga wait
Click bam nigga and the trigger late
Better buy the fake shit coz I'm the one who made it
Face it, late on the basics
High and I'm faded so I lean like the matrics
Aces
Wait make shit
Run in front of my truck nigga you might just get hit
I spit rhymes
Like old times I lie
To make primes at the finish line
Wait dinner time I feed rappers what a misuse
Like Tpain been screwd chopped up
Playin blues I kill you with a screw driver
Imma happy nigga with my new shoes
Hey you, hi me
You'll never know I might be
I've seen my spleen dead on the mic g
You're head and the rest gone
Puff like my face blown
Wait fuck this shit man I'm gone. I'm out