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    Default Spit on command

    verse one

    well-seasoned recipe es coldest with this ten degree tendency
    Spit on commanders til' they evaporate into air vapors
    Rolling armies for the papers a taker of lives
    Useful purpose for guns, and knives
    i live my life worry free while past friends are left behind
    The finish line cause they took years to finish lines
    I'llshoot you pigs then feed your seeds the swine
    you getting raped soon as you sign that dotted line
    Hard to find cause your harbored with homo's
    selling bunk and you wonder why your money's slow
    Coming to your crib pockets low feeling suicidal
    Ready to blast the nine and damage organs that are vital
    Trying to claim a title niggas died for to keep
    your not a martyr you were a rat that died in these poisonous streets
    Mad at me cause i refused to pay that ridiculous fee for those garbage beats
    sent your boys at me with amateur bars
    those fools never caught a misdemeanor so they have demeanor's of frauds
    Soon to be done like dissected frogs

    Spit on command a visible threat like the president of Iran
    Conquering armies and empires burying enemies under sand
    Me and my clan rolling like the Taliban in Pakistan
    so if your not fam you'll never understand the master plan

    verse two

    everybody claims to have beef but have to pack guns
    i was raised fatherless so i have no problem smacking sons
    Stacking ones writing rhymes by the tons
    Banking my money overseas in case the i.r.s. comes
    I'm mysterious like love still pierce your mug like a diamond stud
    waterproof see I'll survive a Katrina flood
    Shit is bugged see these little ones claiming crip and blood
    to soft for prison so they catch anus incision
    Life is hard on the block where cops plant rocks in your socks
    Violence is part of life so i keep the glock cocked
    Being watched by the beast from work to the spots
    where the weed is copped niggas pay off crooked cops
    dealer knocked snitches cases dropped then wigs get popped
    It's a daily event life's evicted like non paying tenants
    Knowledge of self centered true and living styles invented

    last verse

    troubled when i rest my head a pillow filled with lead
    Fools shooting each other for some street cred
    Then they want to place the blame on something young buck said
    It's hypocritical to make excuses for a capable individual
    eyes blinded by the light no visual
    thinking it's smooth portraying a criminal
    until the guns fired I'd rather be a living thug retired
    Than a murdered liar cats always fall victim to desire
    every lines about banging bitches, hitting switches, or their attire
    Gimmicks tired cemetery bound with those shallow flows
    Thinking a condom will keep you safe from those diseased hoes?
    Call a real thug out and they're there with gats crashing your studio
    While real emcee's get fucked for not crafting the booty flow
    So I'm screaming fuck the radio cause nothing they're playing is original
    Last edited by Mantra; 06-17-2009 at 03:15 PM.



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    Spit on command a visible threat like the president of Iran
    Conquering armies and empires burying enemies under sand
    Me and my clan rolling like the Taliban in Pakistan
    so if your not fam you'll never understand the master plan
    that chrous/hook says it all and sums up the whole joint nicely done my friend

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