assassination attempt is far-fetched, re-think that before this war claims another vet
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assassination attempt is far-fetched, re-think that before this war claims another vet
my medals didn't sell on ebay...no one gives a fuc about us...thats why i'm stress...assassination attempt is all i have left///
From My Canadian Stand Point/
Shit Aint Justified By All Sides/
So Imma Spark This Spliff/
BUT Yo I Wont Eva Hide
ur hiding already behind da weed smoke...my hollows will chase u...lets pray u don't choke first...i wanna be the one 2 put u in da hurst...
Eva hide.. Foreva ride ina Lex.. SURPRISE!! thought I waz poor but STEP ASIDE!!..Quote:
Originally Posted by DAREALCAS
Im wreckin guyz wit checkz of Mics.. respect AC n hiz Vetz dat Write Ignitin flamez..
Niggaz Hypin game.. Im quite tha same.. neva change / graf / n how I type tha page..
"Clicc tha CIGG below"
Man The Haze Smoke/
It Keep My Mind Stayin Clear/
I Aint Gon Hide Son/
If They Bring The Battle Over Here
on the street watching ladies/
my rhymes infect ya mind like sum rabies/
Like B I G, Stay Smackin Babys/
And Crackheads Who Got Scabbies/
Im Killin All Mcs
No If , Ands Or Maybes
ur rhymes can't touch my ears...me get affected....let me not end your career here....
ur aint killing shit...so watch ur lip go hide in canada wit da terrorist...u punk ass bitch//Quote:
Originally Posted by DAREALCAS
I Aint Got No Career/
Cuz Man I Aint No Rapper/
But I Been Known To Make Grown Men/
Shit All UP In They Diapers
Man Why You A Fuckin Hipocrit/
Sayin Watch My Lip/
My Man Died For Ya Country/
You Aint Got Respect For Shit
huggies no hug these nuts....i aint no rapper...just a bored nigga wanting to clap ya...Quote:
Originally Posted by DAREALCAS
So What U Sayin Dun Is You Aint Got No Life/
It Like Ten After Three Eastern On A Monday Night/
ur man fought and paid the ultimate sacrafice...god bless his soul...hipocrit never i've been to war....
so u can tell time... i've done more in one night then u did in ur life time...
So Im Gon Tie These Loose Ends/
I Aint Dissin No More
Good Practice.. // Finish Chore.. // Ball It Up.. All Day.. /// Next Day Sore.. // Sorry G2g // Individual.. Mind State Goals..!!!
intill the acid fills ur brain with holes//
tripping so hard the concrete breaks and out pops those lil trolls//
pay the toll your, rymes are sweet, enough to be eaten, swallowing whole cuz u cant ryme at all. spitting lines about trolls, how old are you 3 or 4?
insane harcore// othelo the moor// a tragic story like the dane// not from shaolin, but the wu-styles still the same
engrained in brain to go against the grain saltine crackers are fucken plain
ur dames rocking my brains...my lyrics to blame...my style is 2 raw....spit on my mic on all fours....
on tour bustng words hardcore for bitches who act like whores//
spit ozzing out sores like chocholet on grams called smores//
listen to my expedition/
if your in a bad position, your bound to be missin'
Politickin holy wars and selling drugs on the streets, im sick of this shit, the world needs peace
Like Pot Needs Weed..! Bowl Of Green... Ultimate.. Scene... Beatbox Screen ..!
Used to be a smart ass, now I'm blowing trees like Bob Marley, cuz I got my Harvard degree
Education .. Succeed.. ! Closed. Door.. Hip Hop Is Key ..// High As Fuck .!!! Tide Blown.. >> Me.!!
see the world for waht it is, nun but low lives and gang bangers being dusted of the streets being swept up to a place where the devil sleeps.
or in pc where they flip a 180 degreez readin text from the b.c., hang up the hoodies cuz they get lifes big picture like hitachi big screens
2:00 in the mornin, feelin real mean, down goes another crack fein
got the tracks turnning green//
seen to many visions to turn me back to clean//
sway wit a lean cells atack turnning my brain fast into a bean//
Unforseen scheme's plotted from the mind's of murderious teen's.
knives hit the blood stream blow like a sun beam im the killa in ya son's dream//
i bring it back to the merderus gun's theam..redrum running down ur skin insisions seam//
Flashin high beams blindin teens who lookin for the naughty spot, Shotty caught body dropped hidden so they body rot
stinking till the pottys hot croded till the body rock..fall brake into spotty blocks//
and then they croke/ shoke of the poten wu-seed i put in the dope / fake smokas// fot them theres no hope
eyes low.. // certified toke... / sit .... adjacent.. mental hallucinated .. action.. > demonstrated < quote ..!!
the cloak, the throne, the territory i roam, the sacrifical catacomb, the stack of bones, the scepter i hold, the battlezones i fight to control, the castle behind the moat, the plunder i stole