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This aint a freestyle cypher cuz every1 prewrites
in this over corrupt world how can we be right?
I mean, sure we tight? Which of us see the light?
you can't recite, lyrics like when pac touched the mic
he was legendary the greatest influence of my life
how does that make you feel? your welcome 4 the insite
I may be white. But i got love 4 all who treat me right
fuck racism, whoever walks down that path aint bright!
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I rapped about everything already I need ideas
Tupac can die already but Biggie can live
See the thing is you don't understand talent
Biggie was always better than PAC dammit
look at the statistics then stop linguistics for instance
precision and Pac wasn't even supposed to be living
If he would have given up his chain like a smart man
His ass would not have been up in that wheel chair
see there...look what happens when you talk greasy
Pac bleeding and Suge Knight ain't even reaching
Pac was like I'm not gone make it.........damn right
All that sin withdrew you from God's eyesight
A sinner 23 and half hours a day then at night you pray???
You going to hell anyway
Big you my dawg you taught me how to move weight
I love you like employees love breaks
Wait!!!! did you know that Jay-z been stealing your lyrics
can you hear it?? I bet it angers your spirit
:banghead:
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i aint spit up in here in a minute mah nucca,
now im back lyrically im just pullin da trigga,
like dylan from da band "i spits hot fire",
takin all ur shit makin u use rubberbands as tires,
i teach ya how to stunt, teach ya how to rob in record time,
u was ridin on dubz now u ridin on huffs like genuwine,(pony)
spits freestyles in three minutes flat,
only nucca wit bullet proof hats who fuckin with that.
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Destroy you like prototypes that arent reinforced
cuz your a bitch who stays on my dick like benzino with the source
your just a magnification that cant be viewed
that means ur cock is a micro millimetre, or maybe 2
static electricity is flowin thro my veins
one touch and every molecule is scrambled in your brain
you dont think the same; the change was effecient
a never ending nightmare is constant in your vision
im a lyrical poet and i always do my best to show it
with the impact of a barrage of a billion hollow tip bullets
strayin at ur face or shaving of your mullet
a paniac was present and increased ur depression to its fullest
who do i think was the illest biggie or pac?
the fact pac was real and biggie didnt sell rocks
clearly invokes my descion of whos the king of hiphop
with some many quoteables its hard to think not
Big L hit with punchlines too bad his heart stopped
thats just whats happens when you live life by the glock
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Im a deep freeze cold like nitroglicerine
all punches ya swinin' are missin'em
wouldnt matter anyway ur fists are thin
my face is covered in dna, the blood glistenin'
I come from the tropics where is nice and balmy
im a one man monstrosity, you lead a 10 bitch army
I swear this verses potency is rather alarming
u couldn't match my crops if u was alberta farming
sorry darling, i aint a queer, straights where i steer
u envy commradery comin from the 3 musketeerz
Ez Rudebwoay!
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Let the master cure massacres comin with the massive curves
Passengers passin verbs with the pastor's passive nerves
Lavish herds lashin pervs, with then later elastic words
Plastor per passer murked, fake gucci with plastic fur
New to this mutinous, show you what a mutant is
Student kids proven shit, losing this to prudent flicks
Rude in cliques, movin hits, soon with clips I'll groove with clits
Shootin kicks, rootin piss, happy till yo mood is dissed
Literal lyricals litter full of minerals
Bitter rules rituals slit the fools till sinner's drool
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Froze in time runnin soul sunken with immorality
Comparing myself to things would just be torn reality
I was born an bread to believe lies every thing about me
I have come to dispise leaving me received un whole
Watching corrupt politicians an people deceived unfold
Dancin to the devils music people in they seats turn cold
Conspire an watch revolutionaries in they crib burn slow
I’ve developed a new perspective its now your turn grow
Perceive this deceitful nation for what it is just a joke
The government stays masturbating in our undrank coke
Distortion of truth blatantly fed to us no hope for the exodus
From soulless heartless media inside almost sittin right next to us
Keeping an image to keep us in order while they sit on the border
Of being slave owners its sorta like a social disorder
I cant afford a pot to piss in sorta like im missin in action
But they piss in my pot for me just fake Christian actin
Jaws contractin around society sucking us lifeless
Cheap labor dieing slow is this what my life is?
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Youve heard stories of cancer, well it's actually true
You think it's just a legend til it fuckin happens to you
All those summer vacations, never woulda suspected
That the shit would cause my uncles skin to get infected
I can't describe the feelin I got when I heard the word and
I was like, why should such a great man bear this burden
Soon ill prolly be droppin a open mic in his honor
To me he was what I never fuckin had- a father
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Whos busom would you like 2 fondle most?
Kids who dont get peace, praise and boast
fuckem let'em have they lies n roast
till i burnem up like starch toast
this goin nowhere cuz no1s trying
im in2 the fire but at least i aint fryin
boourns 2 u fools who start crying
im buyin nuclear bombs 2 iraq im supplyin!
GOD DAMN!!! A NIKKAS STYLE IS UNORTHODOX!
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My torcher consists of you walkin the plank
bein forced off with a sword, into the shark tank
everything you fire resemples a round thats blank
im chillin out, sippin bacardi and pufffin on the dank
hydro and on the fido cuz im a mutaphuckin PIMP
my game is bigger than one of those goodyear blimps
you'll walk with a limp, when i smash your knee cap
then rip your eyeballs from the socket so u cant read raps
i'll give you excusive feedback, and that is to leave rap
im ur idol u faggot herb newbie shit head best believe dat
u need daps, plz, go hide in a corner
cuz if ur wack and i kno it ur considered a foreigner
if ur wack and u kno it clap ur hands
so the weed that u bought happens to fall out ur hands
and i snatch a couple grams and blaze the shit up
give u the roach and spit in ur face
haha that was wack, ah well im bored
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im in da freestylin cypher bored,
still spittin hot shit since da day i was born,
Da Kid is here i am da original,
i kill critics from poppin shit, leavin dey condition in critical,
i wish a critic would try to pop some trash,
talkin about mah football career and mah game is ass,
i'll look at da article find da name then its on,
get an address then make dounuts in 4-wheelers on his lawn,
and if dey still try to talk dat shit on da sneek tip,
i'll make dey life a livin hell, like he was satan's bitch.
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Yall drop bombs they stink like ass
i drop and infect like poisonous gas
lyrically cut you like glass in to 1000 pieces
names skittles bitch dont get it twisted with reeses
S-KI -the doubleTT none ya mc's compares to me
don forget the L and end wit an ES
my name is skittles i lyrically put ya to rest
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with this pen i write, i can defend my rights
spit battle raps when I blend wit da mic
beefs can end wit a fight, u can't protend what ur like
alot old friends can shit on u and offend u tonite
if thats the case its time to severe sum ties
cause i'm not in da mood for diseption and lies
u better recognize and get wit da times
i got too much pride to get hit wit da tides
of any bulshit drama, i get enuff from my momma
my angers gettin heated now like a steamin sauna
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everybody up in hea got a lot to say/
free verse, and massive energy, like them old vets in the hiphop days//
ive lived it, prewrites never came up to me, ive always brought new shyt/
i hate writing out the rhymes, when i know ill loose it//
media, unsign hype amateurs, i aint mad at them/
everybody out for some recognition, and a bio column//
currency is what everybody wants, i say fuck it/
it makes the world go round but i wouldn't want to live lavish-n-shyt//
what do yall think of the strange-n-the-odds towards the world/
for me i think the minds need replinished, and forward//
i can cope with the harsh reality, it aint even shyt to me/
yall kats amuse the hell outta me.....up in RB//
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when the world gives up one you, and we all lose hope
think of how much fun we had b4 we noticed the hole in the boat
a lifetime of stories 2 reminiss on and gloat
chapters will be 4gotten because of weed memory drought
maybe u'll remember when lookin at the tea pour from the spout
other than that you be a gnat lookin 4 a light or bar of soap
your dirty but we can't discard your filth. im preachin 2 the low lands and makin sure the neo backed camels are milked...
abstract like a bitch