IM A... LAB CAPTIAN....
MICE WAITING FOR THERE RATIONS...
OPEN YA UP,THEN CLOSE YA LIKE A CAPTION..
IM A... LAB CAPTIAN....
MICE WAITING FOR THERE RATIONS...
OPEN YA UP,THEN CLOSE YA LIKE A CAPTION..
probe'n the outskirtz of my brain wave , a wift of this rave, i work my way around the spark thatz spectacular , a mirage ponders me vernacular , a bee bounce'n roun to yo flower i bumble ,breath control deflect'z edible responses humble, receive meritz fo conduct, the funnel of this hurricane abductz
In the jungle wit william draighton, get knuckled down for hatin, leave u playin texas hold em wit satin, a nucanse like ur chaffing, but pleez stop bitchin whore, ill leave u bait for what george bush's fishin for. .
escape is only one option i blow the walls down with my lyrical shotgun
bobby bold limited edition
better prep your ladies for a fisting
this is the rhyme priest ready for your cristining
ill drown your ass
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i come with big lines like a cocaine addict
your dome meets my nine, hide your body in the attic
but see i gotta get paid fully... whether its truthfully or untruthfully.
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tha whole planets gone bannanas/im swingin camoflauge katannas/from tha hand of god like hammerz/causin mad damage to ya grammar
solve the task,beat it in a flash,now where's da cash,food iz down to our last,don't try ta come with zhit from da past,put ya in a cast,
pull out my flask//henny lace the tip the smell makes me gag// Oh shit i think i lost my clip tripping//i should off sniffed a line of coke instead of drinking//oh! wait... now i remeber i empty my clip up in him//Now i'm spinning like my 22// i hit the curb so fuck u
One line rhymes the rules, so dont play no fool and say a whack 4 bars, i'm spinning ninja stars in your eyes, I laugh as the blood flies
ninja stars in my eyes but my third is still open/ i rip out your throat in your own blood your voice is choking.
ninja star in my eyes but my third is open/ rip out your throat on your own blood your choking
Dodged the jakes, in stealth mode, Glad to be safe.
blaze a stoggey to the ones who died b4 me
Phillies the one and only, don't immitate or clone me.
zone'in out bent from old gold twisted from the uh wop/ dress code: black fatigues, raiders hat upon top/
So what's the black man's true religion, who should we follow?
Use your own intuition, you are tommorrow - Nasir bin Olu Dara
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