Bai, ia uitati-va asta are ciorapul rupt ...trebuie sa spun ca ma simt inconfortabil. Dar daca tipul cu ciorapul rupt n-are bani sa-si cumpere o pereche noua?
Bai, ia uitati-va asta are ciorapul rupt ...trebuie sa spun ca ma simt inconfortabil. Dar daca tipul cu ciorapul rupt n-are bani sa-si cumpere o pereche noua?
Low profile are useless kickboxing fuck to his body stamina santic
Illuminating ya face to the block genetic
Geriatric make the dartz proficient
Chop arms off befor rising hand for present
You web MCs are like watered down scotch, weak
this fresh style found you out, made you look obsolete
knock you down a level like im spittin concrete
im the illest motherfucker aint none you gon-beat
steppin to me makes you nervous like you gone down the wrong-street
Hahaha. took 2 minutes, i aint an MC, im a DJ.. only spit when drunk with mates. tried to fuck with the syllables. tempted to rip some more lines though lol
002 is a crazy ass romania spitten rhymes in romanian, che fach homey,
but see i gotta get paid fully... whether its truthfully or untruthfully.
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Kid is phony like the cheese in marcaroni
Gankin shit like that kid toney, next time hold the baloney
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Simple, make yo mother kneel, an show her my dick’s hand
Cripple, yo pregnant girlfriend, an throw her in quick sand
You a bitch man, u ain’t “heated” cuz u poor, u’a rich “fan”
U ain’t sleepin on the floor, bitch, cops’ll find yo body in a ditched van
Yo crew’s supposed to snitch, they caught ghost n switched, look closer bitch
You catch emotions quick, till I load the clip, and leave u motionless
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
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yawns, got the megaton bombs with napalms
Blow you out inferno ashes, shadow smashes
Into brick walls, disenegrate before you fall
Soul wanderin the earth cursed
Attack ya' hoards with ouiji boards
Lights out, now cut the cord..............................(about a minute.........)
Sever the optic nerve
Cracked craniums cross curbs
Burn herbs in the bowl or with mics
Choose your death, either Jordan or Tys
Twice nice like the Hughes brothers
Kids is sweet, got rhymes covered in Smuckers
Last edited by Visionz; 02-13-2007 at 11:27 PM.
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