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ill pull the gun and just hit you with the handle,
your burnt out, im on fire lit like a candle
you got no flame and a pistol grip in your forehead
keepin the game live, you couldnt be more dead
you better get a dictionary to work on ya vocabulary
ya shit so weak you couldnt get ya point across in pictionary
i make shady look like hes completly sane
gun on ya lips shootin for pink, not ya brain
she's young, stays in trouble alot, got no plans with her life
cigarettes killin her lungs, she should stop, understand what is right
she's doing drugs, eyes blood shot, hands constantly shaking
lost with no love, hits up the dope spot, constantly waiting
it's not alright, it never gets better, her time will come soon
out every night, never being clever, hanging out with some goons
let's get another, is what she thinks, not what about change
become a mother, put down the drinks, it's all out of range..
she dropped out of school, lives with dad, never even at home
thinking she's cool, off whatever drugs she had, til she's bleedin alone
what hurts, i love this girl to death, if she died i'd really miss her
together since birth, it makes me upset, this girl is my sister..
i got niggas runnin like they on a nordatrack
didnt take my prozac and got two knifes in my backpack
no lack of targets, i go after anyone
get in my way your done, this shits only begun
slaughter path, im on a mission
you only wishin you was watching who you dissin
pay attention, this shits a lesson
ill slice you up like i was a delicatessen
lalalalala im trying to get enough post to vote in battles so im freeposting
str8 coasting.....flow nice like the ocean
i got that potion......moving like motion
i almost have 50 post im hope in
now i do...thanks
im high as fuck , just got finished smokin piff/
some real greenish potent shit, got me focusin/
i can barely keep my eyes open n shit/
never thought i'd be the guy on the computer at night joking wit spits/
never was big on the exposure shit,
i just started rhymin my emotions hopin y'all would notice it/
a motive sorta like a soldiers quota for war/
or maybe like a team down 4 points in the fourth quarter to score/
that oughta to be raw,but i aint here to impress no man/
fuck these text n flow jamz ,no disrespect but im just here to spit the stress off my chest n dome fam...
dangerous like jugglin a chain saw an power drill
balanced on the edge of a window sill
brutal spit with a ill skill
punches stop your heart in your chest like the end of kill bill
7-0-4 full of sick evil minded muthphuckaz quick to bust 'clips' run up and ya bound to get ya throat 'slit'..break down ya door head fo the 'cash' 'mash' on the 'gas' 'dash' hit the highway..straight to the east side of 'carolina' smokin on that 'marijuana' sufferin head 'trauma' come my way..
city full of ''heartless' niggas dont 'start this' you know who be 'hardest' grab gats and 'spark clips' throw ya body away like a 'carcus'..every block a 'murder scene' niggaz havent 'heard of me' will i kill a bitch? das almost 'certaintly',dudes like me hopes for the 'worst things' all type of crimes bets believe they in the 'first degree' tourist get horrified and pray like a 'church priest'..random
Approach me wit caution pistol whip naxious aint scared of charges remember im heartless.aimin at ya dome wita gauge full of buck shots missin everything hittin nonthin but ya tough spots cant walk the streets without bumpin into rough cops leave them pigs dead shot in the head leave em in the squad car set the bitch aflame turn it into a char box shootin guns into space like im star foxx..bored
ima kill a muphuka,steal a muphcka bust any muphucka right about now..geekd up skeedup fif of gin no mercy in ya curtain soon as you walk in..bitch please dont scream hit the weed my ease cant breath das a long bleed..fuck sumthin suck sumthin you a bitch bumpin boosie & webbie ima savage..shit were the safe at? 'down in the basement'..hit the light switch bitch dont try shit..slow wit the combo might wanna get mo' coke is my tempo shit out the back doe' wut the fuck 5-0 bust bust 4-4..
Phantom Escort? Fam, you dumb, you an ass squirt
Escort? No one be willin' pay to fuck with you
Judging from your style and the guy's above you?
I'd say you caught some sort of bad rhyme virus, too
What's wrong with you? Postin' and postin' and thinkin'
"These cats are afraid! That's why no ones respondin' "
The truth is, we saw your words and just started snorin'
I woke up now cause I had to take a piss, but I'm wishin'
that I didn't - Cause you show you don't know diddly
even yo moms thinkin' you silly for steppin' into the RB
Ready for battle sayin' that you pop gats? Please forgive me
You just a kid and I'm sayin' you only pop caps
plus you weak, but have a mean collection of pop caps!
Going like that, there's no way you'll ever, ever develop "caps"
That stands for capitol, son. I'm the maddest, son!
And I'm not talkin' about the capitol of wisconsin
If you a phantom, then it's best that you fade away
make way for real emcees that don't talk 'bout the gun all day!
who the fuck this no talent punk spittin these 'nursrey rhymes'?..
see me in a battle of the text i'll have on ya knees beggin' like 'thristy dymes'..
i swear if see the word cap again..ima go crazy and 'blow my brains out'..
mr.goodshit just upset at me cuz im beast and his 'flow doesnt stand out'..
i know this off topic and it aint the thread but,im 'rippin' the bitch above me'..
let it be known that me ya girl makes outs and i be 'flippin that trick in the love seat'..