rap influ Intro. eh yo shady 2. 0 slaughterhouse we dont kill your a**, we just want to speak dimes thats it spit rhymes coz they ask it,so we have it and it goes like this, i said it goes like thissssss.... -mentally im the sickest emcee alive the hippest and still the illest ems preach derive the lines, the rhymes,i create with the greatest hint seen define, the fetish, what is this, its a puzzle pieces, written on this walls like secret codes, bristle chord, pistol words we assault like missile bomb, boom, if you aint gonna got it yet then ill show you where the oceans is, a few words of mind where the bottom is the bottom line where all the button press as my sings play like awesome mix, hittin the ozone layers lonesome friends,playing wholesome game old sons grand,nephews, cousins, comrades of this hiphop evil fam yeah blame it for being a hiphop fan, is what makes us crazy ahm, probably coz the lyrics got its merit aiight just like the critics says, you just inherit black so you can claim much swag, wrong coz i already had it hot so why do i had to tend im black, im not proud of being who i am, yeah i, what i had, what i dont what i do, is to send this rap out of my torso send this crap out of my cursor a flow that average like em marshall ,M. bison,knockin like M. tyson six wheels ten wheelers track, ill show were the sick live with his trailer park (switch) frontline cold ridaz, straight up man in a cold world swerving everyday this game keeps on changing dont let your sh*t catch your sleep delayed in revolve your chores with your daily routines on a yard wrecks yellow card metal flow on the curtains, we dont came in dozens we came in thousands, thousand mercenary troops in bouncin precautionary lines impulses,fatal gossip in this metal concept a dark skin tone it cartoons shows like remmy morgans, this tiny orphans, were he grow up and raise his fatty gore hobs breakin door knobs, step out the hood blocks, hoppin on my wheels up, keepin the groove hype coz were initiated to get papers as it drop inhale vapors as we rap,thats how it is life sucks, if it only depends on what you try not break up nigga is what we aim at, to be the greatest rapper of all time, not only but to hear a songs play world wide, ya dig we got this you know what time it is (switch) yoyo, yeah its the madaf**kin halloween,trick or treat where the teens go swallowin , their fears as they wallowin the airs, goes hallow in just kiddin homes,wheres your creepin i cream track at,hehe yeah yeah, triple the thrill, im back like my name was shaquile oneal wrecking the rim, llike rockets and trip cash dribble,smashing the hits, flip rushin the clips real groove hustlaz brawl out the clocks call out the cops, coz we dont give a f**k as we roll at the heights roll up with nines and Ak, dice and 80s where goin back to seventy nine, were gangs still kickin nines eh yo, vietnam warfare, this vietcom cypher with his new seatcoms hyping, the psychos temper cyclones swiping, sighting,sniping the ballaz temple, big wallace mental learn to move your muscle out of pus*y hustle, im like a lose cannon,like a ghost comin,dodging my flows hummin crows flying, everybodys dying, no lying (switch) notorious im a warrior, train to race the furious on the fastlane no curiosity can kill my motto and conscience, carry out some bad motive and accent, like molotov im fire when it comes to this rap sh*t,while your baby sittin at the back seat, john thats it ,we got this,run glocks and ransack into my crib, my friends have gun pow ready to blast if you insist,theres a hallow point of gentile place, where to exile maze, missile blaze, ahm like mission impossible ive got the chisel and pistol clique, riddles and chaos clip, right homes im the mayors pet some grill some spice, while im hittin the layers cake -lol and its halloween, holla at your creepin doors another rhymes in a rhyme book,haveagoodday!
Posted on: Thu, 31 Oct 2013 12:52:54 +0000
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