My name is Mike Morris.....You've probably seen my old pages or known me as "Xquizit1" ...im the more grown and elevevated part of him and i just kick the hot shit.
Don’t u wonder sometimes when u sit in the booth….
Got dammit mike how did I get in this with you…
U aint hearin it…my flows u fearin it…
Beatin me is outta da question like periods…
I take it back to basics…
And leave u with more broken bones than the case can take…
My nigga calm down breathe easy…
If ur tremendous then im tiny…which proves it….u just can’t see me…
This battle….u should’ve just ignored…
That u could’ve atleast said I never merked you..
But since u didn’t im gonna hurt you…
Jerk you…im like quicksand the way I earth you…
Kid im a shank you..
U better off kickin a lion in the nuts and runnin witta broken ankle…
I’ll hang you dismantle you from every angle…
I’ll son you….then throw u across my knee and spank you…
U grade A bitch to me…u history…
I’ll rip yo ho ass like its meant to be…
I stay belligerent when getting livid…im finna…
To get a bitch and hit em with…something that hes considerin…
RAW to the core….like fresh picked apples…
Battling me u soft….my nigga more fruity than snapples…
Realize kid mike is a menace…
And now u duckin my ass like u was a dipshit
Jesus believe it’s the meaning of a demon…
U aint public u stick to ya self like diseases…
Go stall or something..
He da nigga askin for a band0aid er time he fall or something…
When u was playin a ball or something…
Get fouled be like “that hurt man! Im bout to tell mama something”
U aint really tryna brawl u frontin…
U prolly walk around in a wife beater like u hard or sometin…
U could prolly be my daughter dude…
Im a end it here…check it u aint even get a warning dude…
Im scornin you…im playin my fiddle…
Ya name xplains it all….so I guess u like men in the middle???
