im feelen trapped in like im stuck inside a cubic square
i gotta stop eating pussy, i nearly chooked on a pubic hair
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im feelen trapped in like im stuck inside a cubic square
i gotta stop eating pussy, i nearly chooked on a pubic hair
real but rare...give you the truth and take the dare
cool brotha like no otha....type a ngga if saw him you'd stare
have no fear for i am here, underdog in the air, flyin higher than the wings of a lear
King in the atmosphere, bringing big gats for fear, spittin acid sphere'z
yeh so just have a beer a say cheers at look for the next year when people droping mad songs fuck the bombs!
So change the direction and move it on up/ ahh, A just rememberd a dont give a flying fuck/ Pass tha buck
my lyrical guns shootin down BIRDS so yall betta DUCK
lyric's i construct with time and space, tired of the wait..
Nice touchQuote:
Originally Posted by Sirkulayshun
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Originally Posted by White N Dangerous
Av got ya king pall, so check mate
i dont give a stuff what you try to construct i will keep up the huff and puff so i dont have to duck
But wot eva ya do, Dont get STUCK in tha smoke
Coz ya lungs will get fucked and you will start to choke
an amature who dont even no how to smoke,
pretentin to be a senior member but thats a fukin joke,
got barriers stronger than steel and flows thats smooth lik fur coats
Now watch tha space before a slit ya throught
You can never tempt me sonQuote:
Originally Posted by Raptica
fuckin noobie's talking too much smoke ya like a doobie with a dutch
Pass that fuckin blunt
and give me a toke
or ya hoggin it kid
now thats tha real joke (lol)
now back to one line rymes, lets keep it toe to toe
blow a hole in ya fuckin skull, watch it go out da back and make a oval
Then watch it go back on ma neck, coz it will do that
make sure you dont stack your crap get going with some phat rap's
betta have a bulletproof vest on ya chest, cuz we be shootin craps
watch out b4 i rack your shit and and drop bomb on your a bulletproof vest word up
young bucks thinkin' they gorillas i'll leave their whole unit a mess then put my sword up
spitten cryptic language/ linguistics leave souls with anguish
famous lame spits come from the mouth of andrem
looking out for scripts to take on the word that come out your mouth cos im from down south
from the south to the tip.... left to right my sanskrit travel the continent
my head nods as i begin to slip, this bright screen slowly becoming an irritant.
world war rap battlez drop bombs become militant
universal battles but brothers is still killin it
High riser pro flyer dodge liars never higher than the gods fire
never expire, raps desire burns inside like fire, too much youth to retire
Lackies keep frisking up, glocks keep clicking up, little knowing I got snipers hitt'n em up
The sniper round pierced the glass cup, ya'll niggy's feel me now? whats UP?
I finally had a thread classictized, now that I'm big on the scene my penis is master-size
lyrical gat-surprise, u gazin in the masters-eyes,
no time to waste we got rhymes to synthesize
i speak it crystal clear so watch it crystallize from the crystal-eyes