Ay Woogsta I speak only what I been through
I'll make a cat feel the lead like he been hit wit a pencil/
I'm you look, my lifestyle reflect in my style
It's like I'ma caged animal that ain't been free in a while/
If you think I'm bullshittin, come and stop on my block
Where niggas get hit and be scared to talk to the cops//CID
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Yo intense u one of the few thats for real/
But these cats act gangsta, tryna b ill/
They lack skill, knowledge of these streets/
I leave behind a stiff body everytime i creep/
C intense, we of the same kind man, we aint fake/
And we both down for whatevers for the cake.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
YunG Stunn comin thru makin a debut
met sheek da ova day said, nigga I was jus like u
sayin I got so much damn potential
cuz da flow I spit is so exponential
I use big words like fuck u pay me
im a wild animal niggaz cant tame me
on stage I put niggaz in a rage
and like dey wuz my pets I put niggas in a cage
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nigga like me got flow like a river
I flow like its -100 degrees yall shake an shiver
yo no lie my shit is da truth
I beat nigaz wit my words an it knocks out dey tooth
my ice be so heavy weighs as much as my heata
pop shots in yo hood u run an ducked in ya two seata
I aint feelin no pussy shit dat ova niggas spit
yall niggas is opposite like puttin pussy in ya dick
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Wuzz up people? Woogsta back up in this bitch/
Outta boredom, so i jus droppin some shit/
Cant think straight, mind is fuckin racin/
Enemies i aint scared to face, cuz i makin/
Necks breack when these tecks make u stiff/
Now i pass da mic to yung to kick this.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
Yo dawg passes me da mic...cuz im da newest memba
u aint herd me from...bitch u cant rememba
last time I hit u niggas it was back in 01'
but I thought I'd let u hear some shit from da YunG Stunn
but look this aint about self-glorification
its about niggaz and bitchez wtf wuz u thankin
its about niggaz comin thru these bad scenes
I got out da scene, now im rhymin wit Street Dreams
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That shit was weak, so im comin back quick
I got AIDS wit my flows...but really im mad sicc
u thinkin im crazy dreamin bout a drop top mercedez
but u think im dreamin when I tell ya ur ladies havin my babies
all yall fakas this is a warning
ill drop suttin better when im sober in da morning, im out
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cant stop flowin...im str8 addicted
but dont fuck me dawg...warning! im afflicted
so dont fuck wit da masta of rhyme
like how many 9's do I carry...shit dat be about nine
but when im older ill rock da saggin pants
not to be an O.G. but cuz I carry da gat in my pants
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yo it's YunG Stunn, and yea im new to this
yall are complex and im simple...ill turn ya brain into tunafish
yall use complex sentences and big vocabularys
fuck that ill come thru and knock u out and my wepon would BE a dictionary
cuz when I spit I sho do bring da heat
and when yo bitch wanna fuck...I sure do bring da meat
bitches scream fo Jake, but I dont make a mistake
all I do is throw her dead and cold ass body in da lake...BITCH
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yo i havent spit fo awhile up on here, so as ya relax pull up an extra chair, fo a audience around the whole world ta stare, not like a flare/ i dont burn fo a second then go out, im the type ta light up n flow with words out the mouth/ no glocks on my hips, no skin ta be ripped, no bricks ta be flipped/ my money gon come by the pounds, millions of fans bumpin to my every sound, im not gon sit back wait ta be found/ ima rule the studio onto live sets, ima school ya newbies how ta write checks, how ta make fans eardrums flex/ i aint gon be the greatest tupac took the spot, spittin my raw flavas yall shook cuz im so hot/ musical notes fill my brain, a rappa with no name, ima step to the game, put ya fake g's ta shame, with a ounce of fame, i'll be minute made/ my ep's comin soon so when it drops ima spit, lp hits the streets ima flip up the mix......
havent done this in awhile.......
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nice flow
and yo yall kids got this rap game twisted
jus like da titans not makin it the extra inch...yall missed it (titans vs. rams superbowl, titans lost by an inch or so)
but I dont gotta explain myself
talkin to much is bad fo ya health
but I cant say much cuz I been flowin nonstop
yall wanna talk shit...I got my gat cockd
yall can say wutchu want I absorb it
fuckin wit me is like me buyin a rolex...yall cant afford it!
WHAT
im out 1
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ima keep flowin an ima keep knowin
wut yo moms doin to my cock...bitch keep blowin...
aint about mama jokes, that shit is played
its like playin smokin clovers and pullin out a spade
it aint right, its actually quite left
but I write it out and keep it fresh da deaf
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yo sum1 come and bust a free
im tired of rappin wit YunG Stunn...aww shit dats me
aight yo ill admit it...im rappin and gettin posts
like if I made this thread...I be da host wit da most (posts)
so stop with the tryna stay invisible junk
I come thru wit da tek to jus lay out a weak punk
but yo im waitin fo sum1 else to free
and oh yea turn on da tv to see me on BET.
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^ Yo dogg...
Wuzz crackalatin gangsta? c u keepin it G/
I tuned in my TV, watchin the channel BET/
See u flow freely, read each one of ur drops/
Kept it real, nah mean? so i give u madd props/
These cats on here dogg, they aint ever had glocks/
Jus a badd pops, who abused mistreated n raped em/
They fakers, and yo when i c em, imma fuckin break em/
Take em, down into the hood, and watch the techs make em/
Dance, shake, they tryna resist then start to relax/
They brain collapse, stoppin them from tryna react/
Look into the deceased fuckin torso, thats where da heat at/
These muthafuckas are fake...man...they'll never peel caps/
I livin that street life dogg...i aint know when the next meal at/
The chedda i got i made from gratin...u know, this hustle/
To these snitches, fake bitches, n hataz...i will fuckin buss u/
Dont think i makin fake threats, i been street since i was eleven/
Even da poe-leace couldnt hold-me...took a fuckin weapon/
I hope i make it to heaven, cuz shit yo, im already in hell/
I stumble, and if i aint lucky and i fell, i landed in a cell/
Oh well, shits crazy, life is a bitch, and its what u make it/
Failure is a deep feelin, so damn deep that i cant shake it/
But i tolerate it...knowin that while i flowin in rap i'll continue to grow/
And even when i fuckin die, yo, someone will follow in my shadow/
Pop hot hollow points, dumb muthafuckas couldnt even diss-a-point/
Check my fuckin sig yo, they the fuckin crews that i joined/
First up beyatch, we got da Critical Combination/
Criminal Affiliation, exertin to our foes Lyrical Annahlation/
Destroyin they lifes, cripplin fools, while we keep dreams/
Diss us i show u what 'heat' means, yea i rappin wit Street Dreams/
I dont expect u mu'fuckas to understand me, shit u aint on my level/
Fuck wit me i'll behead-you, crept-thru, and made u run on da treble/
Sprint bitch, i'll catch u, wet you, u'll wish i never fuckin met you/
Ur moms a hoe ur girls a slut the kid aint urs, i aint care if i upset you!/
I dont fuckin respect you...and when i c u, i'll break that neck on you/
Im done yo, done threatenin mu'fuckas who steppin up/
Reppin (WHAT), dissrespectin (WHAT), result of me tech'n? ur shot!/
I aint all bout violence, smilin while wil'in, pilin slugs into thugs/
Cuz people know up in da club, wit my girl, i still need love.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
yea when we up in da club, layin down thugz
shit aint gon get up I treat em like thro rugz
shit aint lucky when I come thru low
I get personal by landin a low blow
yo dawg I know dat u dickless
cuz da rhymes u spitin be real rediculous(redickless)
im tryed of these fake ass wanna bes
I come wit my knife and put stripes on em like bees
dey be red, da black, and dat blue
I dont flinch and I dont wince when da blade goes thru
I smile and laugh like a baby watchin winnie da poo
you aint shit to me du, u a follower in my steps
I push up on a bitch bust after 90 reps
oooh shit dat bitch was urs...nigga I didnt know
aight dawg u caught me...deres ur first low blow
comin wit more on my next verse
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