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Yeah, No,....fuck If I Know,,,.../
All I Know Is I Aint Gotta Say Shit Cuza Ima Capo With A Fuckin Mean Ass Flow.../
Sit Here On Wucorp,...i Gotta Bounce Cuz Wtc Aint Gettin Me Dough..../
I Wanna Take This Whole Page *cough 8 Minutes* But Fuck Typin All Nite, Ima Go...
Peace8
Oh Shit, Nike Commercial,...just Do It,...u Can Do It.../
Spin Yo Fuckin Head For Days, I Raped The Excorsist.../
Stupid Bitch, So Run Through I Literally Slipped And Disapeard In Her Pussy, Thas Why Im Pukin Up Green Shit.../
Father Damien Cant Help, Yo, None Of Your Friends Can.../
I Got Wu Devi's Of All Ill Flavors.../
Cream, Black, Tan, Camel, Navy Blue,..rockin The Gucci Taylors.../
Rollin Stone Dont Grow No Moss Cuz I Just Rolled It Down Your Back Yard An Fuckin Crashed It Through Your House../
Bust In With A M16 And Shoot Your Whole Block Up Till Its Toast.../
Yall Like Marshmellows An Shit, Fuckin Gross.../
Staycool Like That Staypuffed Nigga.../
Ill Piss On Your Monkey Ass And Knock Out The Whole Ghostbusta Family,,.,,,,specially The Wiggaz.../
Yeah,yeah, Wu Tang
Piss On U Fruitcakes, With Your Weak
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Yo, Last One Sucked, Dont Front On A Vet Like Me, I Do What I Want.../
E Thuggin Is Fun Cuz The Computer Cant Squeeze Their Triggaaz, An What Ever....
Im So High, U Wouldnt Believe.../
Where Was I? Oh Yeah, "sicka Illest Ninja"alive
Maan Im Done, Bye Suckaz, I Tried.
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Nigga, Ill Piss In Your Mouth.../
Whether Its In The Ring, In The Street Or In Front Of Your Fam Right Up In Your House.../
I Brought Mad Pain, Method Man Felt It.../
He Said, "tell 36 To Ban Those Wak Emcees Who Spit The Same Old Shit".../
Id Teach Ya, But I Dont Like Ya...
Aight, None Of These Counted Cept The First 2 Or 3, Ima Go Get Higha...
Peace
Fuckin Houdini, Didnt Notice The Cat Was Gone.../
I Aint Reppin Pir Right Now Cuz Im Fuckin So Far Gone.../
Spoken Busted Out The Wand,..musta, How'd U Delete That Shit Injun Man?.../
Ill Get It This Time, No Ones Fuckin My Plan...//
Cept Me, Cuz I Can.../
Yall Dickless, Sorry Bout That.../
Yall Prolly Beat Your Meat To The Goddess Myspace, Bang Your Clit, Somethin Wak
Peace, Truly Done
Im Trashed
WUCORP, U CAN KISS MY ASS.../
WHEN "KNOW THE LEDGE" PISSES ME OFF i BUMP JOHNNY REBEL AN LAUGH.../
SLAYER TOO,, LETS NOT GET INTO THAT.../
I KNOW U FEELIN THE POWER AN RESPECTIN THIS CAT.../
DO A WHOLE PAGE,, IT USUALLY GETS ALL SPAMMED AND FUCKED.../
SOMETIMES SOMEONE SUCCEEDS, NOT FROM HERE THO,..EVERYONE SUCKS.../
CEPT MY TEAM, MIXTAPE "I HATE U" STARRIN YOU KNOW WHO..../
AWWW, I DONT GIVE A FUCK IF THE PAGE AINT ALL MINE,.../
IM HAPPY WITH WHO I AM, A PARTNER IN RHYME.../
MY GRAFFITI IS IS SICK,...SOME PEOPLE HATIN.../
MY BOMBING CREWS NEW, JOIN UP, I CALL IT "PAINTIN FO SATAN.../
SHHIT, ITS GOTTA BE THE WHOLE PAGE BY NOW, FUCK, AT LEAST IM CREATIN...
HARD WHEN YOUR HIGH AN DRUNK MAN...FUN!!!
PEACE
Yeah. Yo,ima Be 26 On Friday, No, The 25th Of March.../
My
My Birthday Parties Are Like A Million Man March.../
Like To See U Try Crossin Me With Them Phony Shits That U Aint Good At Darts..../
Fuckin Hatrick On The Mic Crushin All U Fuckn Marks.../
Dont Even Start With Me, You'll Be Tossed In The Cemetary.../
Im More Lethal Than The Ingredients Used To Make Cristalmeth And Harder Than Any Nigga In A Penitentary.../
Shit U Spit, I Already Used It.../
Longass Time Ago An Now I Get To See U Abuse It.../
Fuckin Loosin It.../
Bitin,..i Strictly Refuse It.../
Take Your Ass Back To The Donkey Show In Ol Mexico.../
50000 Pesos An,,,,,,,,fuck, Im Fuckin High, Goodbye, Yo
Real Hiphop Oon The Line Today, Bingo
Bingo!
Smash wack rappers like soup crackers and breakfast cereal
remake the soul, control the rough material
venerial,
sickness.
equipped with the quickness.
blades come in all forms, born to rip this.
Im kinda tired, but imma wake up.....aight.....(deep breath)
Mc's is roughcast
stay showin they ass//
on biscuits n' bullshit
get lit like swamp gas//
In a FLASH!
Im Verseatyle, illa than most//
I drop tha hot shit,
rappers get popped like burnt toast//
I bust blocks,
wit the rhymes comin in bulk//
My lines blast gamma rays,
I created the Hulk//
It's the VLS,
comin from the Ace-Deuce slum//
Redrum-pa-pum-pum to the blind, deaf, dumb//
still tired today.....ugh.....imma sleep now
fuck work
I go to work go to sleep get up and go to work
fuckin bullshit-
livin the life of a servant- to cash
the allmighty dollar and this hot piece of ass (at least i'm hittin)
but I'm questioning the cost and how long will it last
my life in this cubicle age speeds by fast
23,24-twenty five to six one year past twenty-seven this is the life I live
Should I nix the pickin phones and shit? Give up for the hustle forget workin to make deals stick?
sick of dealin with that whore, his boss and that bitch!
its REdiculous-
I need a break, should fucking switch
switch it up from sellin that man's products and services- to sellin my own damn products and services!
I should be the boss! I'm the boss of my self in some ways
but I still get bent over some days horse-fucked sideways
enough with the wine
I think its just about time, I should hit the flux compacetor and set it to rewind!
I should be out clean in a cave- with dinosar bones and dino eggs coverin my undug grave
Lower my life expectancy and set these logs a flame
befriend a sabertooth and hunt for meat most days
spendin time starin up at the atmosphere
thinkin stars are Gods and not gasseous sphere's
and rocks- to me aren't the struggle for diamonds and gold
its the flint and tinder used to keep me from gettin cold
No Internet and games or high def T.V.
Life was simpler then but was it as good as it can be?
I do like playin games on my PSP-
travellin in trains amusin myself
till I black out in the tunnel at the very end........
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Originally Posted by Fensocket
Nice
im sicka then sick bitches line up to jump on my dick
sicka then aids? bitch you lame don't belong in this game
thinkin you hot, you ain't got shit, step to me and i will maim
fuck you up worst then you did your mother, what you say bout that mah brother?
im tha lyrical master mind you shall find i can put you in a lyrical bind, im one of a kind, destroyin weak minds,
I think its time to battle mr. aids, ill trample you like a heard of cattle.
peace