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drum tracks, basslines, piano riffs, the organ makes the soul lift, I called out to hip-hop, like jesus to lazarus, ressurrected, i'm not a doctor, as an mc i'm too sick, i spit flows that's contageist, i'll rock stethascopes like headphones, rippin' out rhymes rhythmically to heartbeats.
infared beam wit traction// black jumpsuit fashion// kick it in action//
13 but still burn mean, like a pitbull on fire tryin to get free from his own leash
lol was that about me?Quote:
Originally Posted by Eversick666
cappish was said when i started recievein ODD claims
when the no namers aim's are lamer than ipod games
breakin shit down to molecules
bussin ill flows leavin blood stains and residues
never knew friends in the same place can be confused
and misconstrued as u when the acusers have their knees contused (sukaz)
black phantom swift like a hawk
fuck around get ya body outlined in chawk
standin against a black board, and not in a class room
this one got ass fumed baboons chewing glass shrooms who talk mad shit and are so jealous they gotta claim stupid shit
im fly like an airline nickname expedia
u dont know what my game is look it up on wikipedia
N****'s greedy huh? tryin to suck all the attention up
but my prevention of this denseness is darkning..hence the DUSK
pimptastic fantastic
cuz he snap back like an elastic
ya that was a lil one for ya lolQuote:
Originally Posted by pimptastic
hahaha i caught it just by the #13Quote:
Originally Posted by Eversick666
you're a real gumshoe arnt' ya
gumshoe im sorry translate
lol^^^
no seriously
a detective
percisly my dear watson
oooh ok
13 as in friday but this kid don't play make his gun spray and dead bodies will lay
today i rap and display rhyme stlye time to go wil od on rappers and make em a wider smile
Guide your Style thru the Sky n Ground, I'm Renounced ta come un-Announced...
gunnin down runnin mouths when my names spoke
i got vernakular on my head like my names spoke
I got Allah spelled out on my 22 round spokes
the sides perpindicular
i am knowledge all activities extra cirricular
a stickler for raw talent, keep the streets in a panic when i switch it up
give it up ya cherry popped, live to fuck a marry pop-ins bitch, grimus raps attack and then switch
like taking notes from will to get hitched//
im not for love but fuck it i wanna get rich
playin with lilo & stich thats 100% proof that ya still a bitch...lol
bitch was allready ryhmed in the above in his line
talking shit on the net wit text no mic how u gonna shine
It's marc-one, first-born dysfunctional, bastard from the west coastal, 36 years in my chamber, violated by danger, stalk mc's, like child pedofile, or steve irwin do to crocodiles, when i rip like hollow tips spit from the clip, niggaz trip, like quadriplegics runnin track meets in gravel pits.
its one line ryhme not shovel and atire verse switch
throw on my hurt mitts and got to work on ya ribs
my bad, my freestyle is mad, wild child, safetys off, shots blast off, joined the hip-hop corp, saw many dope mc's fall, commemoration of the rap war, the real were those who kept it raw, mc's rhyme responsively, as I pour lil Hennessy, for your memories
Memories of enemies in the track meet movin' to slow towards the finish line those turtles couldn't keep up with the God's speed//
i want my wallet on championship shit like rahseed wallace,
brolic dollars, i can fart and make a profit, g
Possibly... See me in the jeep smoking a peace-pipe pass the light cherokee
apparantly im Arrogantly,the rap villian,that most swear to be,half wack paradee
give'em shock therapy cause murks be a live wire,
i talk with spray paint dog, bomb the great wall of china