Could be better, but fuck it........
Tragic thought he was fit to get in and out quick/
Nigga I got an inch for your bitch for every bar you spit/
I'm penetratin yo property, the bitch got on top of me, and when I nutted she swallowed all of it/
You're in desperate need of heat, and if I see you on the street, you can borrow hollow tips/
It's a good thing you went first, cuz the reality is you couldnt follow this/
I'll leave your family in sorrow bitch, you cant hide out in the Midwest/
The last sicc shit you posted on the siccness was a motherfuckin sig test/
I never got a chance before, but this time Tragic there aint no escape/
If this thread was a crime scene, you'd already be surrounded by yellow tape/
You came outa retirement to leave 1st round with kodogg and his homie Fat J/
While you suffer "Tragic Losses", I'm rollin blunts and you're searchin for roaches in the ashtray/
Your idea of creepin is tip-toein to talk shit on the Siccness in the darkness/
I got you holdin a time bomb, the fuse is in my left hand, everyones waitin for me to spark this/
I split Tragic's wig and then I quickly fled the residence, back to White Center wit a pocket full of dead presidents/
D.A's office tryin to pin these lyrics on me as evidence, so I left em indefinitely suspended motherfucker, with no severance/
Killin this bitch wasnt shit, when I got done I wore Tragic's teeth on a necklace/
The last line......this is it.......scratch one more mark off my checklist/