BE WARNED

Wutup y'all, I was just going through some of my old documents and saw a verse I wrote to the Be Warned beat. Thought it was actually pretty nice, thought I'd let y'all take a look and maybe lemme know whatchya think...

Be Warned (BMC Remix)

You don't want it with a motherfucker
That wanna rip a motherfucker to bits
When I spit, you don't wanna get under my skin
One out of ten, motherfuckers better get a gun
Or start running, I'm in, undercover, and when
I get to nutting up in, your women in her gut I get a grin
Da sin, is getting the best of me, women and ecstasy
Bet that I'm next to be, living in a world where they rather me rest in peace
Test the beast, as I'm beating my chest, confess to be
The best, expect me to be at your nest
With a flock of vultures, better lock your doors so
When you knock my culture, I don't pop your torso
Spitting so sick I could cause an ulcer
Marijuana plants like the rocky horror show
It'll bite your ass, if you light the grass, through the pipe
And can't handle it...lights go black
With a knife and an axe, and a mic and amp
Psycho man, Norman and Michael ain't nothing
When I let the rifle blast, in my ice cold hands
Ain't no telling when your life'll pass
Whether hell or the righteous path
Even an angel fell from the sky, cause he liked the bad
Instead of good, medical complications
Are common in a hood where they stomp your face in
I don't wanna but I should, get a job and pace it
When really I wanna rob and take it
From the cops and bass heads, we don't got the space
So I gotta let it pop, (GUNSHOT), shot in the face