PMD: VF - 727: Gathering

 furnace, yeah, this shit be funny

Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me

My sentences are harsh, every single's bar's like a verdict

I say it with conviction, but this time you're not gonna serve it

But as soon as I read it, you know that you're about to get murdered

When I cap, it'll punish, then put you in a box like a juror

If there's a rapper I haven't ate (Where?)

We ain't battled, either that or they won't collaborate

'Cause pad or paper freestyle