Ya seem blunted son.. Im bout rymin.. send a 100 up in ya mug then run ...Originally Posted by G.O.D.PT3
Ya seem blunted son.. Im bout rymin.. send a 100 up in ya mug then run ...Originally Posted by G.O.D.PT3
rhymes shine like son trap the mc in the web when its spun
call my niggas in soundview to run up in your crib/ break your jaw,legs,neck and chop you up limb from limbOriginally Posted by Aclikyano
So what's the black man's true religion, who should we follow?
Use your own intuition, you are tommorrow - Nasir bin Olu Dara
Red doo rag umma brim, u olympic swimmer? but can't swim/
i'll Slice ya like Pac did ta the bum in above the rim/
Walk In My Shoes, Hurt Ya Feet, Then Yall Gone Know Why I Do Dirt In The Street.
"Shorty gimme more a u, ill take on 4 of u, plus 44 of the 48 laws for u"
"The Future is a mystery, the past is history, today is a
gift thats why its called the present"
Um on 7 Mile Ridin fuckin Dirty
Cass Corridor as well punk
www.forgottenmichigan.com
A cool theme over a song would be the cover of the song that goes...
Im not aware of..
too many things ....
I know what I know..
If you know what I mean...
Im back on the scene ..crispy and clean...
Out come the phiens ...cause they know what I bring...
I dont stay to long .....cause I dont want the sting...
Im not aware of too many things ...
I know what I know..
If you know what I mean...
Sac-religion is just a believe...
Just a thought for a intro....
Ha Ha .....Got blocks...???
one line kid, get it right/
unlike u im outa sight/
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
incite wars invites pour, challenges I step up to the challengee/
Make em look like i'm 2006 while he madden two thousand three/
Walk In My Shoes, Hurt Ya Feet, Then Yall Gone Know Why I Do Dirt In The Street.
"Shorty gimme more a u, ill take on 4 of u, plus 44 of the 48 laws for u"
"The Future is a mystery, the past is history, today is a
gift thats why its called the present"
Um on 7 Mile Ridin fuckin Dirty
Cass Corridor as well punk
www.forgottenmichigan.com
set the hight and let u fall for free....im a mic charmer and u just the seaweed of the sea
Musashi's great rival spittin out classic text, secret teachings of the shogun of what happens next.......
"It id missing the point to think that the sword is solely in cutting a man down. It is not in cutting people down; it is in killing evil. It is the stratagem of killing the evil of one man and giving life to ten thousand." - Pg.72 Death Dealing Sword. < Life Giving Sword >
i'm eviL like "Lived" backwards first one to talk smack is the one who gets clapped first
OmO < Idiom
Blood thirst, I howl as full moons come an appear to us"
Knew u was Gay, Cuz ur zodiac sign is "A-Queer.......Ious"
Walk In My Shoes, Hurt Ya Feet, Then Yall Gone Know Why I Do Dirt In The Street.
"Shorty gimme more a u, ill take on 4 of u, plus 44 of the 48 laws for u"
"The Future is a mystery, the past is history, today is a
gift thats why its called the present"
Um on 7 Mile Ridin fuckin Dirty
Cass Corridor as well punk
www.forgottenmichigan.com
Stylez Furious, burn Fish, I'm Lawrence, Red Rum Shining like Jack as Mr Torrence
We are already dead, and are replaying our lives at the judgment.
http://www.soundclick.com/pandemoniumakagabriel
http://www.myspace.com/pandemoniumgabriel
Lawrence of Arabia cept umma nigga wit an attitude/
Jus cuz um intelligent done mean I wont Bat a dude/
Walk In My Shoes, Hurt Ya Feet, Then Yall Gone Know Why I Do Dirt In The Street.
"Shorty gimme more a u, ill take on 4 of u, plus 44 of the 48 laws for u"
"The Future is a mystery, the past is history, today is a
gift thats why its called the present"
Um on 7 Mile Ridin fuckin Dirty
Cass Corridor as well punk
www.forgottenmichigan.com
Writing rhymes for food, a young kid pursues his dreams to feed himself, and his fam too
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