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flowers on her casket..
they gonna have to put these cowards in a basket or lunch box
dump glocks if i hear that any of you chumps talked
to some cops bout how i pump rocks and shut blocks down
rip ya fuckn jaw off lets hear yall lil fucks talk now
hear you been caught clown, suckn cock down in cells
lemme know how hot the fuckin weather down in hell
ima send yall weakass fakers to meetcha maker
tears on ya mommas face when she read tha paper
I'm not the one to brag, just the one to put a body in a bag/
Mc's who want it bad, watch the shottie greet ya ass/
I'm black trash..mixing the trees with hash/
An asshole shittin' on ugly hoes, then rollin' with their cash/
the gats stashed in the grass, easy access for me to blast snakes fast as they pass/
I laugh at haters wasting their time riding my cock, how long will the dickriding last? /
So what you got a mountain bike, you think it can hold ya heavy ass?/
Chickens start catching fits, that i won't be their friend with benefits/
I'm not the one to commit to some fat chick, so i had to split/
The truths coming out my mouth , like my sperm out her mouth kid/
I guess reality's hard to swallow, threre's always a better tommorow/
So get out the depression, and sorrow take that listerine and gargle/
AYO....
got yall leakin like faucets..bring'n mo cold then steve austin..retreat 2 boston../
u defeated often..retrieve ya walkman..scheme ya office..team wit horsemen../
SWORD OFF till ya BLEEDIN NAUSEAS..proceed to COFFIN..I suceed COUGHIN../
Leave ya BREATHIN DORMANT..BRONX NY- AC frequently acheive MC exhausement../!
MY VERSES absorbent.. spittin back TOXIC FORMS of RAWNESS..causin ya collapse on floor sticks../
ignore clickz who more thick..headed.. then gargoylez cuz of losses..takez time to rid-a-hardboilz../
god spoiled.. me wit MC skillz..I box royal..opponentz who knock oil..out ya domes top coil../!.
When it come to spittin' fire, my mouth errupts with lava/
Fuckin' ya wig up worse than a drunk barber/
Beef starter and life ender, hip-hop's Hurricane carter/
Hittin' enemies harder than a insurgent urgent to become a martyr/
Gettin' larger than Britney, throwin' sprears, followed by bottles of beers, and whiskey/
Whip me! These aren't the slave days i'll leave a rapper half-baked/
I grab cake and batter the jake, make em' put the brutality to a stop like anti-lock brakes/
Starting revolutionary warfare, like Nas and Lake/
Teach you hip-hop homos how to flow straight/
Take a pause and wait, fate inclosing wit haste
Don't rush...you got eternity time in hell to waste
Extermination of a whole town's race, for face-frontin
Father of this shit yo got whole cities is sonnin
King pins runnin, word up i'm becoming a legend
Ressurectin trends of legal ends, somethin from way back then
Rappers forfit when the read my prewritten scripts
Before i even spit it, they ego's split, shittin submits
Bitches laced wit stitches like shirts thats hand made
To much for bandades, but they sport the nice sand jades yo
Shades of D-wade on the court, pimpin niggas like Too $hort
Askin my assitants for reports on the fishscale imports from the seaport
Gotta tropical island resort where we snort, and escape child support
Watch natives kickin flamin balls around like soccer, its a wild sport
Anyways when my lines come correct and direct, they reflect
My sections, without second guessin, like a soldier i'm protect'in
Collectin infections, meant for my seeds i bleed the lessons
Inspect and check the wessons thats kept, deeds is bless'ins
Marked for Death for bonning hoes to death/
It's fabulous how i make rappers not breath, mc's hold ya breath/
Fuck who's the best their already dead know/
Cats say they want beef,, OK here's a dead cow/
My free-style on stage is a fee-style/
Promoters get rush n' rullet with guns loaded, if their holdin' out/
I flow without the icy chains, just gutter nigga slang/
Brain polluted from cocaine,,up all night spittin' flows bang!/
It's like the whole games a fake documentary/
A slave to the rhythm, but ain't nobody lynchin' me/
Eventually i'll go out in a hail of bullets/
But i might not, niggas hearts pump kool-aid theyr'e afraid to do it/
A bra check ya inbox
Illogikal thoughts, shooting at cops,
how did i get here?, why all these bodies drop?,
i find myself on the run, infact all night 'til the rising of the sun,
memory distorted, real vague, very confused,
reality blending with imagination, my mind'z abused,
still running, no purpose just to survive,
train of thought melting, losing control of the drive,
helicopters in the sky, still wanderin' why,
i glance round only to see the cops closing in, why do i try?
hands covered in blood i begin to recall the past,
it all makes sense now, i'm free at last,
wanted for the murder of my own wife,
unknown to myself why i done this, in the trife life,
i fall to my knees, physically, emotionally drained,
no longer in pain,
reach to my back to find a tech,
i let the shit spit i'm a nervous wreck,
feelin' the end at a near,
worries are gone i no longer fear,
the past is irrelivant, how i got here of no matter,
guns shot to the chest, then the sniper shot to the dome, my brains splatter.
hey yo,little homie ya know me,don't ya think vern is a phoney, clamin to be dope but never touched dust,14 years old and has a lust crush,about the god concept,and a pic of his sick mug,WAKE UP your the tiny bitch on this site,and it's time u shut up.at first u were like "eversick your the illest,and i heard some old ass audio u did,and damn it was village",bumpin all kind of shit like CANADA don't know how to rap,we the realist,along with every other true spot that ant' supporting your visions....
Some shit right from the dirty grit
Don't slip or trip
Tracks I rip
Like girls pussy slit inside you wanna spit
Dressed real slick bang your trick
Like moves I stick
Tight like around a gun grip
Higher than an airplane trip
For real you wanna know the deal
I'm down to rob and steel
Never tell or squeal
Or end up like an orange peeled
Code of the streets it's stamped and sealed
:dududu:
ill blur your vision wit chronic beatdowns beatdowns
i heard ya slippin caught u weak clowns downtown
put a gun in ya mouth ask where yo beef now
you just pissin ya pants shakin in fear now
hand over the cheese or get banged on
got my shades on, a Soul Survivor like Akon
aint tryna get Locked Up so i move in silence
blink and i send rounds straight thru ya eyelids
fuckin brains leak out yo head from the backside
huntin lames seekin the lead, where them rats hide?
how could i let yo little raps slide, dont Shrap fly
Im a Menace to you bitches so i cant let that ride
slap 5 fingers off your hand wit a blade mayne
put your bitch to work on the strip in da chain gang
control these hoes, blow these holes through ya body
you gon fucka fucka round til your whole crew get bodied
i get down like syndrome, with these retarted poems/
maximum carnage is shown, when verses ricohchet off domes/
Got hand skills like larry holmes, beat opponets til' their like ali/
Many mc's i see sound silly as ali g, make ya fam a tragadey like the kennedy's/
My steez is hotter than hawaii's highest degrees/
Me come wack please, that's a conspiracy like 9/11/
I grind in sessions, my lyrics are murder weapons/
watch where ya steppin' the blocks are hot after 7/
Make rappers run like the reverend, where their headed i don't know/
Alot of rappers rap it dosen't mean that theyv'e got flow/
:cool:
Okay freestyle official blast you like a missle
Taken orally like anabolic steriods you need milk thistle
To protect your liver or internal when my thoughts go off like a pistol
Roid rage your impurities like a fake crystal
My rhymes make more noise than a police whistle
Strength to any length check what I sent
Don't get me bent
I do more than just pay my rent
Inside your head like a paragraph I'll indent
Set up a tent
Militant foes prepare to decend
I forever ascend don't you dare pretend
Snakes thrown into the blend
Trying to camoflauge their trend
Never foreigner you'll need a coroner
Cause they'll find you dead on the street corner
Like movies made from Warner
Don't say I didn't warn ya'
Shots at cha'
That Gotcha'
Took your turn then you burn
And what did you earn ?
Cause that's the main concern
Nevermind the lawyers I got controlling the firm
I don't plan on catching a case on you worm
My high levels of testosterone produce gallons of sperm
Maybe leave some in your girl's perm
Make pussies wet so they squirm
They use toys to stay moist for what I got first choice
Don't even gotta use my voice
My apppearance gets first clearance
Tap your lights out than it's dissappearance
*D
disappearin persons their words had cursed em to drown
yall tryna get these bullets and be the first in ya town-
to catch a killas wrath, blood bath, slugs in yo ass
if you dont wanna die you would be shuttin yo trap
buckin yo yap gon get it blown off for disrespect
yall bitches aint down to ride, how u sposed 2 get respect?
eject shells you get spilt like some fuckin milk
my dick get built by the mouth of a bitch in some fuckin silk
a head fiend wit a red beam so whatchu wanna do
u can shut up or get fucked up, its all on u
im onto u fake fucks call me inspecta ratchet
i get real close up let you inspect a hatchet
if i detect a faggot, push em off like a jacket
get from round me, or get gaybashed u gay ass bitch!
lookin like a racket wit holes all in his ugly face
lil faze is bigtime so give him some fuckin space