ricochet from my pistol rips thru tissue never miss you once in attack mode, shit is locked like jaws of stray pitbulls...
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ricochet from my pistol rips thru tissue never miss you once in attack mode, shit is locked like jaws of stray pitbulls...
delighted spit rhymes more excited than gay nipples, when the clip is attached a lyric's spit and ripped thru ur back....no homo...juan.
last vagina dude seen was the one he came thru, seeing
that he want grimey what the fuck imma do? scream
bloody murder as i hurt him with bars
how hard can a nigga be if he dont fuck with broads?
sounds sweet to me, but no sugar involved
chillax and watch me crack u to the max on these boards
To the rock city and the block of hardcore MC's
We gather tech nine's to a hundred MC's
gass tanks fumbling on empty running bentlys
gats for the enemys and we pumping red breaze
contract the felony, as long as rossane barrs ass crease
inspect the melody, a rap song where no manz dignitys ceased
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religion deceased when 666 finish the steez, flow like the breeze between concrete and dem trees, delivering heat, melt u wit the spit that i breeth
the ninja leaves, jump the air with the wind and leaves
sliceblade drawn, dusk or dawn, cypher creed, hyper speed
precise disease,cant fight defeat,my rhymes shine so much they need no hype from me,rely on greed to help complete the logic feed
plant seeds while we reep and creep....death becomes you as ya crew will see....six hundred and sixty six minutes of penalties so intreeged....we aint gentle after the money sinks like ships in seas....
Arm leg leg arm head , like the gravediggaz bringing back the dead
Imma laugh Instead....
at these Rappa's gettin Cred...
in area's that need much Practice w/ the text