10-26-2017, 09:11 PM | #1 |
The Clown Prince
Join Date: Apr 2013
Posts: 5,016
Battle Record: 35-45
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Pouring All The Sauce
Green bags straight from the dispensary
puff clouds until theres no sense in me. a few shots begin to throw off my sensory. turn the baddest bitch to a memory... ill forget but she always gonna remember me. she wear the pain like an accessory. she cherish my gains like a treasury fools save the hoe claiming they as fresh as me... thats a no no, she ya new new, she my old hoe. but thats how the game go. do anything to claim you got game though. who am I to blame though? dealing out more Ls than a game show. smoking another L on my way home. delivering my philosophies like Plato. riding on big wheels I cant act my age so... just roll with it...this lanes closed.
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10-28-2017, 05:45 PM | #2 |
White Earl
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Phew... This shit goes. Another dope piece. You have conistantly, more material than anyone i know. I hope you have a catalogue somewhere like i do in my yahoo.. A folder of everything uve ever written so it never gets lost. I just write in my yahoo. Send to myself. Then store in my hiphop folder. Ill never lose it.
This shit was flames from open to close
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