~Fresh Freestyle From Friday May 15~

akira akira yes they call me rhymes, not cuz i blow but got damn i spit rhymes, yup so cover your face if yu dont wan to feel my wrath in this place, concocting a potion for selective niggas to taste, as long as they keep up, boo yu needta win my race. no lets deduct a few from my best bitches list, dont ever come at me wit a chargin fist, or my foot up yo ass will leave yo oh so pissed. so wat i never been kissed, but haterade yu leave at the door or trust yu will trip, fall flat on ya grill, and i'll be laughin like i got sum women beating skills. hell naw not like chris b., breezy all day, the man just need to be set free. so take two, who's on this roster, niggas we in a game now, watch b4 sweetooth put yu up..
for foster yu need to be so reall, not just takin me to red lobster, unless we layin low key, then maybe we can role play sum doctor. take yu tot he bed, take your temp, watch it raise in less then sixty, lets see who will get so wet, but i aint that quik yu got to learn sum tricks, yu need a magic wand to get to this bitch, and if yu dont trust i aint no snitch, but where im from munchkins got one place to go, if yu a mini lollipop go down the yello brik road, and if yu turn to try to hit this, keep ya ass movin ma nigga, yu gon need a real wizard or lil dorothy will pull that trigger. i stay baddass with a smart type swag, this is my rules list part one, to save it later the next time yu fill the wise shop bag.