Freewrite cypher PT.4

Discussion in 'Cypher' started by barnizzle, Mar 21, 2008.

  1. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    yeah, what up... lol that's old huh? turn up

    police still beat people and kill people
    but we still equal? these hollow tips lethal
    I'm hot like a fever fiending for white pussy I'm bieber
    they jock me but still cock block me, if you hate, don't do it sloppy
    these guys turn goofy for money, I'm talkin' turn coochie for money, pussy
    had my bitch on dusse its funny, how bitches act loyal when they scoping the money
    on the back porch hoping for money, rob a weak nigga clutching the tommy
    shoot first now he clutching his tummy, walk home like "momma its sunny"
    meaning, its real hot on the block, forgive all of our sins I'm shooting at kin
    watchin' the cops. family turn like the hand on my watch couple bands on my knot
    watch em' turn like my piss in the toilet my mission is foreign my vision is horus.
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  2. Kron

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    Beautiful, this is a florist...
    The house of talent, the kitchen is gorgeous...
    But this is a enormous, my anatomy... a physical fortress...
    Been working on it, to strengthen my hustle...
    To the point, you see the length of my muscle...
    constricting... this pencil addiction? causes mental infliction...
    So I guess my position is clear I'll be kicking in gear...
    With more muscle than Kali bodybuilding throughout his freaking career...
    Fitness is here... I'm the instructor, like King James...
    Find an axis to swing lames, what I'm bringing is big change...
    But here's the toll... brought up Horus, they'll bring the Pharaoh his robes...
    Lines rapped cannot be debated against the empirical nodes...
    It's hysterical though...
    I might instigate the architecture...
    But so does the execs upstairs with the market gesture...
    The smartest jester... the same effect, still a clown to me...
    A bunch of yes man saw the inner workings and now agree...
    You got big plans? To grow and be a rich man?
    You see the pot of gold and rainbow from a distance?
    Not me. I see the light at the end of the tunnel...
    I got these two hands, a notebook and pen I can pummel...
    I am darkness, finally pulled my head from the rubble...
    To see life's obstacles volley through my medical troubles...


    ugh...


    Take a deep breath. I ain't reach yet.
    Cerberus... cut one head, I grow back 3 necks...
    Check out the reflex...
    Out of this world, see what the satellite detects... Alien like.
    Look at your style like, "It may be alright"...
    But it sounds retarded - Radio type.
    I go HAM, like the Radio dial. Tune in the frequency...
    Even if it isn't on my level, it still speaks to me...
    A giant amongst ants... it's the Punisher's War Zone...
    I'm more grown. The sanctuary where metaphors roam...
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  3. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    I've been brainwashed, beat and manipulated
    no longer trust family forever separated
    I thought the day we made it that they would be elated
    guess the strong stand alone so I'm segregated
    it was my decision, to kill the competition
    cold pillows blood stained the brillo, souls lay under the sleeping willow
    the thoughts ran rapid could've hid out in grand rapids
    relaxing blowing dope up in traffic, the streets is like NBA brackets
    the strongest team reign supreme so its hard to attack us
    these full metal jackets hit like the green bay packers
    lil niggas shoot at ya mattress don't sleep eternally they'll push over ya casket
    I'm just being real that's the way it is. kill the supporter not the reporter lol
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  4. Prodigal Bum

    Prodigal Bum Xuro Tarum

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    They might be thinking, "Look at them big nerds"
    But we're not the ones that the pigs serve
    They only get as much as they can infer
    Nah, my circle's crooked like Squidward's
    We may spend the day stoned, Kuma rolls, 'flate snow
    The haze is orange, purple, and green, taste the rainbow
    Guappo wop, solo fifths and hang with angels
    Might not survive in the strange places they go

    Quick 8 before work.
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  5. lazerscope

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    Lay low, cuz when I flow it's fuego
    Masterful, slice and hack a foe so graceful
    Quite distasteful, is how I'm criticized
    But uninformed opinions can all be minimized
    Like a window, cats get washed when them things blow
    My mind's a Macintosh, it helped to let my rings glow
    Moving with grace, think you're really choosing ya fate?
    But didn't know I'm doing it for you...Who could relate?
    Cats are real late, to the show, cuz my skills they didn't know
    I done been through and conquered all the rigmarole
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  6. lazerscope

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    In control at all times, the fault's all mine
    Niggaz watching like they working in salt mines
    In my face they happy, dap me like it's all fine
    Behind my back it's like they judging me for war crimes
    I shake the spot like fault lines when one time's in the vicinity
    They frisk me cuz of my ethnicity
    Do I sweat it? Damn right, you bet it
    A nigga's lifestyle these days is hectic
    To off ya neck quick, is #1 on my check list
    Tryna divide the city up into sections
    Then bring 'em together, cuz united we stand
    Divided we land...right into their palms
    Behind bars, rocking surahs and psalms on arms
    Forced to eat GMO meats from farms
    It's on, time to lace up my boots and strap up for war
    Asleep on my couch with the shotty by the door
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  8. mr.redeyez

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    time to shake tha flea's off
    smokin' in front my momma, i'm like please cough
    so I could know this shit is loud, bitch i'm black and proud
    where the black and mild? i'm shooting in the crowd
    my niggas on a see saw, we raw, jumpin' like a free fall, shoot like B ball
    all my hoes like hee haw, snatch the hair off the horses head - no divorce
    slap a bitch no remorse................................

    let me talk... I know I, I talk big game---- but im bout dat....
    I even know the real meaning of life, let me switch the flow from hood to paranormal....

    tell me god do you love me, why do I feel the hate above me?
    its lovely, paraphernalia on my car seat young livin' narley,
    like i'm chris Farley smoking on that Charles barkley it look like parsley
    shoot em' from a far bitch my scope mean,
    hustle hard sell a car to a dope fiend, then tell em' go get green or kurt cobain
    assisted suicides where I reside, money on my mind feel like i'm runnin out of time
    if it's sunny i'm a grind gettin' money all the time tell my brother out of time he was funny now he slime
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    ToyaBisch Public Relatons and Senior Label Rep

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    What's good

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  10. Kron

    Kron Member

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    I got so much written's inside of me?
    It's like... I can't stop...
    The man's hot... scary, they got the Mystery Van locked...
    Now... pop out... like an annoying ad... the boy's bad...
    Real rap... turn your whole body white if you feel black...
    Got a steal cap... brain drive on over load...
    Drunk with the punches, the hunch's on sober mode...
    Seriously, canvassing over... got damn, the man's a soldier...
    Got his hands on the virtually damaged controller...
    Wow... they ain't get rid of me yet?
    They should give me a check for this shit, it's effective...
    Giving ya a vivid perception...
    of living, the question is: is it the best? and...
    I gotta reply... it's probably why I got most of y'all inner child's nodding inside...
    I'm a problem... they thought to divide...
    I conquer, the ride to and back? is how I improved in rap...
    What I'm doing... so true, in fact...
    reality's born... so why challenge em' for? Got the chalice
    with lord-attire in the palace, and more...
    Trying to rile me up when your idle and stuck...
    Can't cause a rivalry with this kind of key, open doors, so this time? I'm free...
    While these guys rocking Hawaiian designer jeans
    with rhyming schemes... on their Martin Bashid shit with Michael, just climbing trees...
    So high, the sky is seized...
    405 degrees Fahrenheit... a parasite living out both his parents life...
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  11. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    nigga you fake, nigga you fake
    I am fried ... nigga you baked
    my hood is a lake, gimmie a break
    god made, the devil will take but I'm not afraid
    I'm not a slave, home of the brave ;-)
    see the smile on my face?.. African is my race
    bitch,. I murder like chase, keep the gun on my waist
    my niggas spades. and we black and you wack.. don't perpetrate race
    fuck around, get in a case I'm coughing off haze my coffin is raised nigga I'm grey
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  12. Kron

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    Yo!



    Time to yell, rhymes expel the kind of heat...
    That Satan couldn't handle in the furnace room, while he tried to sleep...
    I mean, venomous rage when this pen's engaged...
    penetration... his head's aching from all the fucked up medication...
    They'd never face em... why the fuck would they?
    Battle in hell... a pressure gauge of talent that's shattering wells...
    From a different planet, n' I must say that Saturn's swell..
    I've had it, the smell ...of defeat in the cavern dwells..
    I got an ego that needs to be popped, repeatedly... rock...
    your drive, I'm never parked, so why the fuck would I be in a lot?
    His stream of talent? well, it seems like a-lot...
    A genius, thought to be the next incarnation of Einstein with every line rhymed...
    It's my time, don't get clocked out...
    Fucking naked... baring my soul, it's apparent, I swallow arrogance whole...
    Give you parrots the cold... shoulder, wanna copy my talent?
    The trapeze artist so skillfully concocting the balance...
    I mean it's awkward, at how the kids come at me when they thought they can challenge...
    A beast who slaughters so regularly, a crew mops up his palace...
    Got a popular prowess...
    Giving you notice, I'm James Holmes
    after the Aurora Theater, got punchlines rigged with explosives...
    I'm the one they commonly followed... leaving dominance and any
    common sense hollowed... shit, it's almost like Rocky/Apollo...
    The underdog... that's too cocky to swallow...
    No chance... I slow dance with these tempos..My Chemical Romance
    with the pencil...
    His whole plans are suspenseful... minus the intricacy
    of his patterns... it's hard to adjust when he gives you a marginal thrust...
    bars will get crushed under arms, make em' harder to touch...
    N' after it's done? He sits back n' smokes a cigar from the rush...
    WOOOOOOOOOWWW! And that's after writing alone...
    Like thunder and lightning when he gets that microphone right in the zone...
    If you want a problem? Then don't you move when I'm using the throttle...
    To run you over and "Take your breath away", like a beautiful model...
    Causing homicides, normally. Don't want to kill? Then that's more for me...
    I go to war, socially awkward, could never fit in conformity...
    Well that's capital, loser... I snap you up by your back-pack and I school ya...
    So "Snapback", n' see if I'm not "Fitted" to Mac ya, like an Apple Computer!
    I don't get it anymore... kids wanna follow in trends?
    I shoot at your fucking frame with hollowed-in-ends, on your iPod, while you're calling your friends...
    Fuck it... you're drop in the bucket to what I got...
    personal punches... bring up hearses in bunches, with words that are curving your substance...
    I got quite the Bravado... living life by the bottle...
    Capturing lightning that you would most likely swallow...
    Check out my document papers... cocky and pompous...
    A savior, putting every orifice of your flesh into possible danger...
    Yeah... reading the Torah, I got much wiser...
    Then I lost it all when I drank a Budweiser...
    Who the fuck is smart? Can suck a fart that's so up the chart
    of the carbon dioxide scale you'll throw up, like cover art...
    I'm the covenant of whom you speak...
    Too elite... every other human on this fucking earth's been proven weak...
    A champion... a crown made of titanium alloy...
    My style, boy... look at your style like, "Take a look at me now!"
    My book's are profound... the gospel of men...
    Not even the Apostles can pretend like I'm not taking it back...
    To that sacred place on the map...
    And there's no space to react... I'm an atom bomb...
    Who could self destruct since his dad's gone, only actually had a mom...
    Think about it... that's like... 5 kids where I lived...
    Mother on her 9 to five so she could buy us all kinds of shit...
    So I'm looking for something I can surprise her with...
    Luxury riding whips, diamonds, and other custom designer ish...
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  13. Kron

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    They say I write so much shit? I'm a gonna burn myself out...
    But shit, if I have it in me? Why would I be keeping it hidden?
    Give em' a visual for what they should see in a written
    So they understand where I'm coming from once the key is submitted (real talk)
    So my mention of Jefferson Reed is acidic
    But you see how these critics need to be cynical for what you read, do you get it?
    Is there any trace of sanity left?
    When you live in a world where you can't give a man some respect?
    man, the cameras project a tortured soul...
    With a empty space on the wall where the Portrait goes, that type of darkness your forced to know...
    While officials cover the sources whole, skeptics remain...
    in the lairs of magnetic impulses that fuel up the rest of our brain...
    Hear from the presses, the game, the messages
    a desperate way of portraying the world for its ugliness, your guess is they're playing?
    You'd be wrong though, the media has a strong hold
    on our impressions today... it's a measure persuaded to pressure and sway...
    Can't fight it... the lighter you can't light it...
    You can only stand by it, there's no eclipsing that damn giant...
    Hear anguish speak through sign language... can't be heard...
    An opportunity not taken advantage of is a chance deterred...
    So they say... that work is the only way...
    Get a job, nigga, go for pay... get invested in stocks...
    That outlet of expression is what the message is not...
    Our reality is close guarded by the executives in the expletive blocks...
    But look at me... talking about the crooks, like "what good is he?"
    He's only saying what they're all saying, he shouldn't be...
    I guess that's true... I only propose a perspective in which you can look
    Beyond the reality of what's said online and written in books...
    An inquisitive freedom of speech which is taking...
    up... by the administration... how can we have a voice at all?
    When our choice is small... they put the wall up...
    Nobody that you can call up, the halls are getting a wallop...
    Oh, but this ain't the end... see the fakes pretend
    behind the mask... preserve their saneness inside a glass...
    It begs the question only time can ask...
    that kind of trash I look at and try to work, like a final task...
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  14. lazerscope

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    I flow like spilled vodka from a flask, so no need to ask
    Who's known to rhyme tight, cuz in the limelight, I bask
    I seen grown men react like hoes when harassed
    At that, I just have to sit back and laugh
    In the past, used to think the grass was always greener
    On the other side, feeling completely numb inside
    Now I realize, when I rhyme, most of these dummies hide
    The left hook'll sleep 'em like formaldehyde
    In another class, like I'm in the front of the plane
    With a fly stewardess pouring champagne
    Take her to the lavatory, she giving me brain
    Then make her spit in ya drink, no need to explain
    Cuz I'm foul like that, rockin' all black, in ya house like that
    How dare you ever to doubt my raps?
    Cuz in my think-tank, you get DROWNED like that
    Fuck it, the bs was never tolerated
    Now I'm looking back at comp like I finally made it
    Ain't no other rhymer ever equated
    Plus, no crime of mine I've ever stated
    Born a warrior, with a heart of stone, tongue of a poet
    Glorious, how I throw them 'bows, and you know it's
    MMA certified, you hurt my eyes
    How you tyin to be tough, but end up nervous guys
    You dicks need to be circumcised, so kick rocks and die slow
    'Fore I bring more flames to you than a pyro....
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  15. Kron

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    Yeah, I know..
    The main attraction, they all are just a side show...
    act... the type of guy to leave your spine blown back...
    find Prozac inside of a backpack, left unattended, and...
    You might well call 9-1-1 and get the medics in...
    I'm menacing... only a disfigured neck where a head's been...
    Flow fire, the result of the track? Looks like Freddy's skin...
    RAWR... nah, fuck a growl...
    I look like Jack Napier, with a tougher style..
    Make a motherfucker couple his upper brow...
    In concern... the tutorial so the winners learn...
    Flesh's tough, skin's firm... infectious, they gotta wonder if it's a germ...
    I'm spitting out... pathogens flying...
    photographic memory, pictures capture the violence...
    I know, pretty poetic, right?
    A rap prophet, in the in-between...
    Living his dream, and just doesn't care, making em' Agnostic...
    You need flash cards? Remedial minded...
    This isn't even intermediate, I'm in a different class then them...
    Rapping comes natural, nothing prosthetic
    in here... Iverson wit' the rhyming, friend... lines are kind of like Ricin
    seeping inside the skin...
    Sleeping, you tired then?
    Sound like a 5, I win... I'm more like a higher 10...
    So it's dire, you require some higher fire power, like...
    a flame thrower... no more tokens, the games over...
    I train soldiers... a poisonous viper, shooting his venom, son...
    Killing off your team, even if there's 10 of them...
    Fast, lyrics come in to term, like seeing Jenner run...
    They could never come... close with this... put simply? There's no interest...
    You can turn-tail, still doesn't matter, a quick kill...
    So until, you can build up your motto? No big deal...
    You will, get slaughtered the same, don't bother, fathered the game...
    Got a lot to detain, fugitive shit...
    Yeah, dude's legit... if you saw him? yeah, you would've flipped...
    Big fishes in a small pond...
    Fucking look at his face... all brawn...
    For that sympathy? All gone...
    Maul on... any track... ask where the pen's at. It's a Reynolds wrap...
    For this game, boy... no nintendo...
    Up in the North, but still hold the central... don't even know his full potential...
    yet... what's the point, he's still holding the cards...
    Full tilt poker, cigars... and there's nothing here folding, that's ours....
    Yolo, roll with the stars... tougher than a meteor hit...
    Believe me, evil as shit... only chickens I see on the "Strip"...
    Are your team... yea, my work's Jekyll
    with "Relativity" in each, any jerk gets heckled... verses causing the "Earth to Echo"
    Reverb for these herbs... live in the ground...
    Just sprouted from out of it, feeling like citizens now...
    Given it is profound... such a feat... my talent embarks
    on a much more desirable plain... in the fire, a pyro' remains...
    unharmed... no technicalities either... just ether
    for you faggots, get sprayed...
    daggers, I play with, don't get dragged in the way...
    Or laid out on the Veranda, where the maggots can prey...
    Get mangled, fillet n' dangled, they saying you hanging with me?
    We can tango for free...
    Shoot like Django, debris from the pistol smoke would make wizards choke...
    Wizards choke like they felt it burning up in their throat!
    Making waves, this is a boat...nigga float!
    Saying So long, Jay!,(Solange) ...like a Jigga joke!
    If you're feeling this shit's too cold for you? Get a coat!!!...
    (How the nigga write so many lines)
    Homie, flow's refined sodium, I'm... all too much for you salty niggas...
    If you popping right off the top? It will result in triggers...
    Nah, it'll result in insults to make you pull out your guns...
    and try to squeeze...Not complaining, though
    it's a normal response... considering the come up, it's what the formula wants...
    And with me? I'm quite enormous in taunts...
    I get it going, those feeling overconfident with it? I put their head below em!
    Now what you "over"-confident with, you talkative prick?
    I just put your head below your body, you looking awkward as shit!
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  16. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    I see seven pillars in my dreams.,
    at the bottomless pit my enemies scream
    my god son a god send we consider him king
    what do you worship? white paper painted green
    I'm splashing lean on the canvas my shits bananas
    the picture panoramic I separate the lies from the truth,
    so when I shoot dice I don't panic cus' I'm nice with the cannon
    hit the alley by rally's and vanish - in a house that's abandoned
    catch my breath for a second wipe down and bury this weapon
    still carry the hatchet I'm backwards vice versa mother Mary is ratchet
    I guess bloody mary was a virgin now peep the diversion i'm Swervin'
    poker faced finger fucking her first my baby phoenix, she fly
    flyer than aircraft - she bare foot and bare assed on a bear rug - I bare arms.
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  17. Kron

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    Country boy, where there's farms... tractors, chickens and cows...
    Think this ridiculous style's the product of the wickedness
    I'm trickling out... figure the shit I spit, the kid's from the South
    But I reign on them, there isn't a drought...
    So let's skip past it. Medicinal with it, yes, I'm a sick bastard...
    My main priority in this shit's to kick asses...
    Giving you lessons like we switched classes...
    The lock code, you don't get passes
    This road we're on? I'm so beyond... grown man...
    I'm no fan of prejudice... a bunch of brown nosing
    don't even know who's head it is...
    It's a time to kill... hear the sirens squeal
    from the Paddy Wagon when minds get drilled...
    And it's that easy, divine with will...
    Knowledge and essence, acknowledge the presence
    I'm true form... came into this like a new born...
    Running waters turn lukewarm...
    Once I step in it... the temperature gets slightly higher...
    That means like I've said before? I'm writing that fire...
    Hype attire on... suede suits and cigars like I'm a don...
    Sitting comfy in that gold chair, cold stare, like Bryon Long...
    "Oh, dear. I don't think I can fit the entire Wong
    Inside your mom"... yeah, the kid's Hung; Call him William...
    If you don't like this retarded flow, than you're really "dumb"...
    Yeah, this shit's fun... sweet, with a bitter tongue...
    ...Right down to the iron building in his lung...
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  18. lazerscope

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    Had to call my son Vic up to handle some B.I.
    Even tho by sun up the nigga already be high
    Told him last night, niggas infiltrated the bee hive
    Shot 2 workers, grabbed like 80 thou and 3 pies

    "Who tho, my nigga?" He asked me with fear
    I told him, "Nah, don't worry, ya li'l bro wasn't there,
    But it's unfair, how they shot Jus and Pierre,
    Even jacked the PS3, and got the fuck up outta there"

    "Ya think it was...?" "Pssshh, say no more, my g.
    Just meet me, by the corner store around 3"
    He hung up, I hopped in my V, and skated to the spot
    I swear, niggaz is getting got, whether related or not

    We polyed and I told him, heard Moe was back home
    After 3 joints just touched down, couldn't wait to clap chrome
    Guess he had to get on, but he thinkin' we sweet
    And for that, we got to remove his whole fleet from the street

    Vic hit the Malik brothers, Idris and Abdul
    Cats I knew from high school, who I knew was mad cool
    They robbed spots, clocked rocks, and counted cheddar together
    Plus in jail, they had their whole tier under pressure

    We drove to they hood, met 'em, they got in the Rover
    Pulled black masks down our faces as we get closer...
    To the spot where Moe was pumping at, son was 'laxed
    On the stoop with what looked like a ugly hood rat

    At that I laughed, and just drove off slowly
    Niggaz askin' me like, "Da fuck's wrong with you, homie?"
    I looked back, smiling, told 'em don't even sweat it
    The beef as of right now, we should really dead it

    6 months later, we heard Moe in the hospital
    First thing niggaz thought, he got shot, that's only logical
    But nah, cuz you see, I had recognized the hoodrat he was chillin with
    Taneisha, who died last week ~ She carried a virus that was SERIOUS...!
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  19. Kron

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    Damn... Star Wars bars, that's something they gotta deal with...
    Cause no matter how Darth they feel, it won't equal up to the real Sith...
    Nah, I never really watched that shit, only the parody's
    Be f'real, I chill with the Pharaoh's be... n' I roll with a Cherokee.
    Like the fucking jeep... tuck it deep in the Red Box, no movie pass...
    Shit remind me of Biggie's song... had that "Juicy" ass...
    yeah, slapped that bitch, n' it resonated a tidal wave...
    she's kinda famous for blowing like Miles Davis..
    I find her anus and aim it... like "Fire in a hole"...
    Took my shirt off, prior to the goal... no soccer..
    Bought her a cold Lobster... call me the showstopper...
    I go off ta, top n' give you shots, like a pro boxer...
    Got a new team, they're looking at the old roster...
    Got words that are highly defined, no Oxford...
    test
  20. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    I share space with the desolate
    pistol in the place as well as the testament
    trust none, i've been faced with an ultimatum
    either pay em or slay em,
    i'm forced to kill the competition and who ever made em
    mom and dad created, it's sad, that mom and dad cremated
    dark views from a man with a short fuse, i need money my newport loose
    bare faced robbery in ya home with the artillery leave ya on the staircase in agony
    the misery caused cause i'm financially flawed with no mask and a rifle that's sawed
    got ill advise from a relative my life was in jeopardy,
    luckily i had the will to survive and god on my side that's the recipe
    family could be cold so when i catch bro i'll fulfull this fantasy
    of choking him unconcious for the deceit death is like ecstacy
    when we fight you better hope you don't get the best of me
    cause i will draw down and put holes in you thats ya destiny
    right in front of your mom let the family watch helplessly
    you ain't kin you my enemy you ain't street you sesame bitch you know my pedigree
    test

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