D-time

yo,
word up y'all, my names d-time/
thats d-for damage, ima gonna smash this line/
yo, fuck my crew, jus D with a rhyme/
its stuck in yo head an yo girl feels fine//
yeh, try n call me a little shit/
but i jus talk over u when u go to spit//
im gettin on yo nerves, u knows it too/
u can scream all day till yo face turns blue/
cuz thats jus me,u dont know my crew/
we on top o the game, stood on a ps2//
gav and dean, and chris as well/
i spit fire, coz my rhymes is hell/
they burn yo ass and make u yell//
aw shit im sorry, did u scream like a bitch?/
looks like d wins again ,another lyrical hit/
yo im white but my emotions legite//
so im from the subs but i earnt my scars/
who the fuck are you to break my heart??//
i'l jus take one last roar and my last line/
and my final breath is the sound of a sigh//

Closed- Garbage.