here i go, back on the keyboard, re-born, tryna reform these scriptures that i had to leave torn// i been through a battle, got my sleeves torn, i'm limpin and i'm bloody// dawg my money's skimp and i'm muddy// so it's time to rejuvenate, like Mario eatin a mushroom// i'm ready for war, don't gimme to much room// cuz i'ma take the world to the next section// if wisdom is a weapon, ya'll in for it, do respect Kevin// the flow's wild, i'ma soul child the whole crowd goes wild when i show now, the atmosphere gets cold now....// and when i hit the stage i walk slowly outta the smoke clouds..........

TO Be ConTinUed

Darkness was deemed on clouds....sumtimes death is now what i'm dreamin bout// my vision is seein demons now, a legit life is what i'm fiendin now// hope is inhaled, truth is wat's breathin out, i'm on my seek fa clout// knockin on death's door, screamin out, this shit jus don't even out!!// positive thinkers get bad rewards, nerds get laughs and scorned// jus because ther IQ's surpass the norm?// i found a woman by lookin past the curves//  my shawty don't need to fight, damnit she can kick and jab with werdz//....but still i got the baddest nerves// i write jus to pass time, i'm told to hold onto life, i can't grab mine// so i'm forced to hide my feelings with laugh lines// shyt, i gotta bad mind, at times, thoughts of suicide has passed mine// life leaves a stale taste like bad wine// now i'm choked up, so i'm leavin this as my last line.......

HE'S BAAAAAAACK!!!!!!

Return of that nigga from the Dirty, i'll walk dirty till my socks' dirty, talk dirty till i talk dirt~see and won't change a thing till i'm thirty// you thirsty? well, here's sumthin to settle ya needs// let's put the pedal to the metal and speed// my squad spreads like any disease// boi won test!...we'll be shootin more than the breeze// ya prolly like, "why he always postin verses?"....for the same reason thugs steal and snatch purses// maybe for peace of mind// atleast i rhyme bout truth. nuttin fake when i release my lines// DAMN! i'm a fuqin beast with minez with these unique designs// i speak with a southern type speach at times// i'm forced to bomb the weak beyond belief becuz niggas come with beef sumtimes// i won't shoot ya, but i'll Scar Faces like Al Pacino// remember how i tamed them wild latinos?// they talked shyt, and my mood changed slowly// i snapped, and went insane homie//  them broads threatened to get they lil gang on me// damnit! they can get they gang on me, the one and only, K.Dot will make em drop, call me a head doc, i'll make they brains hang slowly......and.......and.......i'm gettin bored, so i'll get on this shyt some other time.......lol......

I TRIED to be nice to you spanish house maids, but now u pushed me too damn far. ya postin too many messages in my shyt...and frankly i'm tired of seein ya nonsense

First it was Peaches, who preaches bout, "oh your poems make me speechless"//..then bitch don't speak,~it's gettin old, I know i'm spittin~gold// and plus i'm rippin hoes with these written flows// And now ya ass waitin for me and my girl to break~up// You really think I date~sluts?// To get wit me it'll take~luck// bitch here's my ass now pucker~up// Peach is Ms. Skeet Skeet, GirlFight's Ms. Suck it up// put up ya best defense, i'll fuck it up// single~handedly// u talk shyt bout my girl and how u expect a man~to~be?// if you ain't family, u gotta pay~the~price// so u'll pay tonight// Monisha pass me the Hoe-Be-Gone so i can spray~the~dikes// i werk~schemes~hoochies!// tend to ya Herpe'd~coochies// go back to Puerto Rico, you MS-13~groupie// See, Kevin's the type to write, design, and define// Maria ain't shyt minus her mind// girl u simply a tooth pick, tryna use~dick to start up ya career and suckin~dick to boost~it// now shut BOTH pairs of LOOSE~LIPS before I LOSE~IT!// Get ur squad, i'm a Titan~Soldier~~Who~Kills~Hoes// "GirlFight"? naw, ya'll jus Girls~Fightin~Over~Ya~Dildos// My girl ain't gotta talk shyt, it's a waste~of~time// Every line i type causes me to waste~my~rhymes// Got beef? raise~ya~9's, raise~ya~knives// and send MS round my way, The Soufside// Best believe i'll be waitin for em Outside!//

FINISH EM.....Peaches, ur jus an unknown~fan// i'ma grown~man, with my own~girl and own~plans, bitch GO GET YA OWN~MAN// who u kno that flow~as~hot~as~this?// Lissete, u know~u~got~her~sick// Now when Peaches urinates, she unloads~with~hotter~piss// HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?...Lissete's a dude!! You kno~she~gotta~dick!!!

READ THIS!

Chorus:
So you really like my poems...Then Read This
K.Dot...you think u kno him, then read this
You need this? shawty i suggest u read this
You wanna hear my secrets i suggest u read this.....

Verse 1:
There's 60 seconds in a minute, within it, infinite thoughts make u timid. i flow with no limits
there's a problem i tackle it, slam, and then pin it. Every sentence i spit makes me a menace
if ur readin this verse, then most likely homie, ur in it. read each line to its finish
the boi K.Dot will make all ya fantasies of em deminish
I hope you like this poem, you were lovin the rest of em. Viewin my pictures, eyes undressing em
prolly thinkin bout sexin him....get a clue...K.DOT's TAKEN. DON'T MESS WITH HIM!!!!
it's depressin ain't it? lyrically i got a way with diction. in 1 verse i can create a victim
bitch stay ur distance...see the picture below...i gotta way with kissin...lol
figure out the unspoken message the picture states..."i gotta girl. slim ur fake!"
it's funny how bytches and niggas hate because my girl gotta body like a FiggaEight......

Chorus:
So you really like my poems...Then Read This
K.Dot...you think u kno him, then read this
You need this? shawty i suggest u read this
You wanna hear my secrets i suggest u read this.....

You really think you kno me, u view me with fixed eyes. look harder u only see a dis-guise
don't mix lies with reality. ya'll are parasites. tryna suck me dry...but when i start burnin up, even ticks-die
to muder me u need 6 tries, 26 guys. but u prolly might still get slaughtered bitch
i caught a grip of ya soul...now u callin me father bitch
ur thoughts, i altered, switched and stir'd up a lot of shit. leavin that ass exhausted bitch
i'm takin all ya shit. Soufside homie...ther's a lot that needs findin out
like who i'm rhymin bout......K.Dot aka BadNewzBoi Signing OUT!!