Doe Boi
Frustration and aggravation/
I need my medication/
My life's gettin hectic/
people jus stressin/
Mike were da weapon/
roll da blunt/
get 2 steppin/
Go to a crib/
Kick down tha doe/(door)
Nigga was a gangsta/
Now he a hoe/
now he beggin, please/
please no moe/
Mike sprayed his brains/
all on tha floe/
back to da crib/
stashed up da weapon/
called up ma bitch/
told her bring heven/
now its on an poppin/
gave em a lil e/
now they both topless/
know what happen next/
so switch up da topic/

MC Paradox

I went to this cats crib to pick up dough I slid/
to him for the buddha, a jeweler, too broke wit a kid/
I knocked on the door and no one answered/
so I dashed to the store like a Cuban prancer/
He was ont he floor already when i asked him fo the bread/
Sick of bein nice, i shot him full of lead/
from the glock ma boy Kris rocked in his jock/
Then disappeared faster than a ton of stock/
A few days passed and his boyz ran thru/
I was ready for them and their fuckin mom's too/
They tried to be slick, offin me while I was sleepin/
Bu ma bitch ripped off their dck, they were really bleedin/
Blood was seepin on the carpet, I shoulda tarped it/
Fuck it, i pulled the blunt outta my ear adn decided to spark it/
Paron, i farted smelly ass gases had departed/
Smilin after a days work finished before we had even started/



This shit aint too hot, but each verse took us about 10 minutes.
What yall think