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 Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:16 am
I think I'll write some lyrics as a joke.
Verses are short like I'm an asthma bloke.
Curses! My brain is off I have ta choke.
My ink hits paper making flaws and smoke.
Smoke, what all the crossing out looks like.
My imagination needs a fictional book size spike.
I impress that I’m going to hook but psych.
Croak, my inspiration died before I took the mic.
I'm posting this here, because I can.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 11:46 am
motha ******** dont callme king 4 a reason
greet me as sum else yo a** wont be breathin
if u look at sum yo assshouldnt be readin
ima poke out ya eyes now tellmewat u readin
ppl say imthat hethin i just say
naw naw im da real reason y bitches coochies be bleedin
u looklike u take sumthing from me and i will
have yo a** cryin like a baby when hes teathing
o o o the king got flow like a river
that ima throw ya body in after i kill ya
u niggas wear tight a** pnts like u fin 2 skateboard
imcommin 2 da back of ya head wit a skate board
u might wanna ask how i get cake if i aint sellin pies
1 reply how u think they got all those homocide idease 4 c.s.i
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 7:11 pm
SN1 dats what it do/1
Dont make da SN1 pull out da gats wipe out yo whole crew/
We aint coo, dont try to be like me/
I have yo a** layin dien like a STD/2
Cant see me/
Cuz im higher den yall/3
got da hypnotic rymes dat'l drop yo jaw/
make you fall, in dat infinite pit/4
Got you girl suckin on dat infinite d**k/
I be to quick you cant see dis flow/5
got dat G ***** status knockin at yo doe/
now what you wanna do?/6
dey call me bone man AKA souldja/
I aint scared to die cus I thought I told ya/7
God on ma shoulda/
Holden up my holsta/
wea I keep da gwap so hot like a toasta/
got beef ***** you betta toast it/
cant get wit me da flow to sick talk2hand
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 9:08 pm
My swag so sexy, I don't even gotta try
I can feel hoez hatin, mad when I walk by
they think I want their man-I don't know why
My man is the s**t, all theirs do is lie.
I ain't dipped in ice or countin out stacks
but ya man want me and that's a fact.
It's in the way I look and the way I talk
I ooze sex appeal in the way I walk.
With a single smile I got ya man fallin
But it ain't my fault that the ***** stop callin
He ain't got my number, but he asks everyday
I just say I got a man and get the hell away
When I step into the room, you hoes cease to exist
I got a sexiness that the men can not resist.
Sorry hoes, don't be mad-you just so lame
Go get some clothes, do ya hair-get yaself some game.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 1:37 am
u know if fake niggas was like businessmen
i would run up in they offices leave them unfortunate
while they kids now up in orphanage
ima mean cat I was born hateful
im not a molester but my gun my violate u
u still talkin s**t im just gonna annihilate u
put da gun 2 ya head wat da ******** u gone do 2 me
i spilled ya brains n da grass and moved ya body so da kids can play
that’s nice look now im an asset 2 the community
and ya family ima come at them brutally
smack ya mom and hang yo brother n da apple tree
look Johnny now his own apple seed
all da ladies think im amazing im all da rage
reach n my pocket they like wats dat wats dat
so I gotta say yo calm down b***h act ya age
b4 I cap dat cage that’s my raid
u p***y niggas vermin that’s when u rats get spared
and u might say I only rap about guns
cuz I keep my chain tucked in cuz I don’t wanna offend any 1
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 7:56 pm
It's been to ******** long to this thread I respond
Nonchalant ambience thought I was gone, niggas wrong
Keep my flow sexy like a big-breasted blonde
Dusk to dawn light burn ya a**, call my gun the sun
I rose like yeast when ******** tried to take my crown
heat bubble niggas up like the opposite of down
Dudes flashin s**t like they the mutha ******** s**t
Blast birds like duckhunt, pickin up s**t like taxi cab rounds
Cremate my flow s**t pressurize like diamonds
I am one, ***** to ******** wit if you want ya ******** wig split
Superflow, not even kryptonite can hurt me
I see some old new niggas, fresh blood i'm thirsty
Leave cats leaking loud like a pipe with a bullet in it
Remember me like back then like who this *****
I ain't a hood figga but keep bitches jumpin like frogger
Taller than all ya, follow, don't falter.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 8:09 pm
I got more s**t to talk like i'm throwing up
b***h niggas, I rep VA so us we, throw V up
Throw peace up it'll come back full circle like pizza
Beseech us, preech us, my words sting like needles
I told y'all niggas in my abscence to keep it clean
Keep it leanin like Piza not straight 90 degree angles
Bitches act deaf like Helen Keller or James Deen
Wish for my danger, park ranger, ******** you, I got angels
I told cuppin kitty cats who can't catch my flow,
like blow, stupid ******** snortin, but they don't really know
No nuthin but fists Lee, see my last dragon glow
I'm here to reclaim, go straight jail b***h you'll never passed go
Passages of my rhyme flits from deep within my mind
all time in the world, words cause wars like war of the world
War with my words is like holy war with the Lord
It's armageddon time, sweatin time niggas act sweet until I show'em mine.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 6:47 pm
***** you soft as charmin, I use you to wipe my a**
You a nothin as ***** wit no game or no class
You act fake tough, but you really a hoe
You ain't gon do s**t, I already know.
Don't get scared now-you talked good game
By the time this is over-you'll remember my name
Slow little boy, go the ******** back home
Leave this s**t to grown ups, leave my bizness alone
***** you don't know me-I'm the realest chick
Fake niggas like you make me sick
Cuz I'm a woman-you think I ain't tight?
I can go at this all night
You're nothin, I'm sorry to say
You ******** up when you ******** wit me today
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