ive blown past and smashed styles like hurricanes, still waving flags at half mass remember
emcees were slain.
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ive blown past and smashed styles like hurricanes, still waving flags at half mass remember
emcees were slain.
cheap thrills with no appeal-incompetent word play,
but knowledge of the game pays ... I hold it down for days,
flowin' infinitely yo-that's why my lines are blazed
what's up Spoken ;)
you cant rap you dont have the momentem..ill show you wot rap is with these lyrics that will leave you dazed for days..
bitch please, I flow with ease-it's second nature to me
I've been doing this shit for years-since your ass was three
spit flows on a free wind blows indo in the breez// mind coverd in smoke lungs choke when posen is injected by beez
thats my steez, keep the stingers penetrated
all black glass foums a box ur incarsaraded// deth comes fast couse the shit is non ventalated
u can debate shit, an demonstrate ya stupidity, i sit back w/ an open mind in a state of sure lucidity
my ny state of mind leaves ur rhymes in humidity/ killin cowards infront of they crew wit humility
im spittin rhymes and kickin beats in ur neck of the city
thuggesh punks down with the grime and grit holden 50 guns/// u a true play gangsta in this shit rapping a 100 doller bill over 50 one"S//
rappin some new shit on ur ass...but u cant handle it u skip lines like a mantis..u walk away whilst im droppin lyrical bombs
sheering the palms of guilt to which stigmata forms, copper horns claim the life, serve the scythe to crop of corn
killa bees attack whilst ur smokin crack maybe u'd notice if u werent watchin porn...your clothes are torn by the the killa bees swarm
word is born swordz chop umbilical cords feedin mentalitys no more, the casualties in war movin masterpeices but to me still unstaisfactory