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Fuckin vaginas from carolina, then be ghost quick with my 500th post sick
I crush you with one kick cuz your shit is wack,
My rhyme impact made you less intact
bang bang hit er in da back like a bullet train
She gave me brains so i put the superhead pro in the hall of fame//
Can it all be so plain, like cripples walk with canes, visuals capture frames, illegal rhyme trafficing substance to senses of the brain, imported to the rear of the mental hemisphere.
where its too deadly for any soldier to ever enter there
heart colder than a frigidaire, smoke a bowl watch me explode on son like a solar flare
Golden hairstyles, coke in the warehouse/smokeclouds n pounds surroundin the faregrounds.
renowned for sounds that confound, anywhere I walk be my stomping ground
thats popping rounds offing crowns on clowns..
im v.i.p kicking it with strippers in the i.v lounge
climb to the top on a mound, of MC's who dont see that I will seize the oppurtunity
stomp the union tree bring peace with unity set goals and ley the truth to set the youth comunity free
killa hill niggas
versus the niggas who cant pull triggas
battle the deformity figuras
2 guns strattle the lines in normidy for diggaz
killa hilla for realla
hustlin bustlin stay fuckin cussin