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Join Date: Jul 2013
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Or catch one in the temple like some Shaolin monk I keep beef soakin' wet Drown a clique, slice a neck Fuck givin' you my respect, You get no props from me kid like independent movie sets I keep removin' stress, Improvin' my tech while usin' techs I put whole crews to rest, Your lyrics are old news that I use to flex Press & crush your best, Flush a guest just to show I'm ill Verbally murder with skills until your sight is drilled By my surreal neuro, Take cash whether it's yen or euro I can invent a new gangsta past Pachino & De Niro With so many digits I'm tuckin' the fuckin' zeros Hotter than Sahara, More shady & sneaky than an Arab Like shootin' Ak's @ marine jeeps, Movin' weight on serene streets Bitch your raps are more fruity than a Georgia peach Watch you suffocate on your flesh like a fat bitch that over eats I'll remold your teeth, Leave your bottom jaw @ the beach Watch you catch shells then drown out your cries & shrieks I'm alive & strappin' heat like a firefighter My dark side is just that, I mean even the night time is lighter. |
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