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I'm the shit and everybody tell me so/ my daddy lied to me i let dat nigga fail me so/ he made how i am today/ i don't play no games/ i'll let a nigga know he fake but i don't say no names/ i'm da Diamond In Da Rough a nigga stay laced/ i walked in a homeless shelter and came out paid/ been in one state my whole life but everybody know me/ ain't got no homies cuz i think everybody phony/ compare me to a jail cell my bars is hard as steel/ i'm a knight in shining armor so i'm hard to kill/
REAL RECOGNIZE REAL AND REAL YOU AINT NEVER BEEN
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I’m a plague with the pen, I’m like AIDs twin
Stay in your home I’m not playin no mo when
I fuck with raps son I’m a bullet you cap guns
Soon it’ll be ya ass come see what im about
None of you cats came compare to that clout
And some of you act like you just plain wack
I’ll clear the air… in fact I’ll just stop breathin
Like a demon, dudes bitin me like they teethin
im the most gutter, the mufuckin grimey kid
the 1 you get ya head split wit over a sheet a 'cid
the nigga that bucks and scrams, with knucks i nthe hands
money comin out his socks, the rest tied up in rubberbands
i spit out sizzurp when im flowin, im the expensive shit
caddillacs, BM's hummers and the benz shit
if you wanna know my info, holla at a soldier
i got wet rock and dosher , niggas get the toaster
i brag a lot and i flaunt ima mufuckin boaster
the game over, the op-ium roaster
bitch if you dont know ask somebody quick
cuz you really really need to ge tup onthis shit
eyyo, werd up...
ever since i first met my bitch, we fucked like crazy
niggas see us it remind them of B and Jay Z
she all white niked up, we ina white truck
with 22s on that bitch, back seats down cuz we might fuck
im on the road droppin pieces, movin packs thru tri state
you want meth? thats what the ether and the lye make
i got ice like we in alaska, snow like the north pole
eatin up your own pills aint good you dont want short doh
im jus gun give you petty niggas a taste
so take this whole bag of crystal you can smoke it tothe face
Yo check this
People scream and whop but through that I'll rise to the top
through everybody else man and I just can't stop
I'm the hardest half blacker
Even when I see a half asser
I tell em go take ur shit somewhere else cuz I'm just faster
I'm quicker like that, when u say spit, I already spat
and I'll run through this rap game like i destroy dudes on the mat
u wanna step to me dog, cuz it's plain to see I'll beat u
so don't bother standin up it's pointless cuz I'll just seat u
ya boy is a lyrical weapon, so sick my rymes are a verbal infection
im da definition of perfection, my verbs surge and hit harder then a virgins erection
the illest thing walkin the block since a bitch wit AIDS walked the strip
if ROX was a whip, i probably be a maybach, cause im smooth as shit
and i dont have problems makin niggas lay back
call me diddy 2 cause when I flash the metal I tell niggas to "take dat"
my words are food for thought, but its hard to digest it
like chewin up glass, my flows scar and shred ya intestine
my ryme style is verbally the greatest collection in this profession
wit my lyrical selection i can destroy any contestant in 8 seconds
I used to sell drugs
and buss shells n slugs
now i spit flows
stealin souls from thugs
who tha baddest name is DS but im known as treazon, aint no reasons.....
my words will suffocate need no breathin, leave hoes bleedin.....
A to Z so keep on readin, i leave u breathless, whats ya deathwish.....
die asleep, abuse this meth shit, best to guess it, shit im blessed wit......
precision rhymin plus tha timin, all my multis bust ya linin'.....
inside walls ya never findin, a better lyrical, fill wit spiritual......
shit i hear untill, tha time is endin, my mind is bendin, rhymes are blendin.....
what im sendin, to let ya know just who tha best,i make tha stress thats on ya chest.....
and then i press.
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um back for the first time with my 5th rhyme i'm lyrically a test
wen it comes to punch lines my kicklines are the best
simily's and multi's all my vocabulary is an arsenal of the rap game
my blows and kicks put longer living emcees skits to shame
trema is haited world wide by niggaz who wish they had won
these amigo's de mucho loco my skills nearly reached big pun
there aint no mercy just death when it comes to a 1 on 1
drop the gun spit a few rhymes and yets see who's da 1
written voices makes hidden noises
if you look on open mic 1 of my pieces is bound to be on the first page
i'm like a new breed of insect aint discovered waiting for times 2 change
my rap flow reaches from london to india causing my enemies so much pain
2 keep me out of da spotlight an outta da lime light wud be fucking insane
this rap shit is easy its like buttering bread with my finger
most niggaz tripping, because there bitch in love wit trema
i'm like a bright red star-people just cant stop looking
21 next year and i aint even started yet-whats happening
written voices makes hidden noises
Penmanship is penned sick. Ink dipped quills from the wings of an archangel. sure it's low tech, but the great wall of china still stands firm at perfect angles. A perfect description of I, time tested time progressed and I'm still looked at as a wonder. Head turner bar burner. None shall put assunder. My niche has been carved, Grand Canyon to Grand Cayman Your times wasted while I've stowed mine away in attache cases. Cuffed at the wrist tightly I've seen the bigger picture, vain nigga even made Adonis retire his mirror. In brushes with death I've come out with waves flawless straightened out Pisa's tower just laying down my ad libs. It's become official Kazz is something else the only nigga to die and be reincarnated as himself.
im the baddest, lyrically fantastic my skills are mad dressed
like gucci suits atractin actress. im that fucking fabulous.
half of yall cant imagine this cause your skill less
cant even test this, so sit back like your restless.
handled like i was your owner, might even mall you to death
depending on my desress ion anything to teach a lesson.
Im so bad of a mutha fucker , everybody bow down
Whoever think they on top ... Im coming to take your crown
With a touch from my palm everyone feeling better
Spitting so hard , Im lyrically spitting weather
don't ever underestimate the young warlord
Knock ! Knock ! Im coming at you with your doortorn
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see i.... murk rappers with no problemz
i stay under grounds like the sub way statzions in Harlem
that where i get most of these bitches
check out nigga wacth, shoes, thinking i got plenty of riches
no ma i'm just a broke nigga living in los angeles
any beef come by my way i'm quick to handle this
Im a white boy with big rap skillz,im killing all my enemies becouse...
im a rap assasinator
using cars, bikes n' guns like terminator
my eyes are red when i see nice chick
i try to talk with here get in here ass my dick
polish hustler not a pimp
i love cadis and i love ladys scream
just like 50 cent i love woman nation
still fresh and clean after spiritual operation
And if u wanna fuck with me, remember one thing
on my street im a hunter and ur a pig
Last edited by Skrzat; May 21st, 2005 at 06:15 AM