ill evaporate u rappers in the blink of an eye so dont attempt 2 untangle what u cant un-tie my head knotted round the crown iron sceptre in my hand in this case the microphone that u want so bad but um 2 good 4 my own good so good infact i myt as well retire cause the competition sux sax prayin someone come along and proove me wrong but never dat is nebody out there but no-1 eva hollers back fact of the matter is ur 2slow 2 attack and im 2fast2furious for u 2 process oh the ludacris
My enclosure in which I live is filled with shadies, flip flops, no ones, do nothings, an bums from all around. Grab the erector set an build a brand new instrument to emit my sound. Prey upon the unsuspecting all they do is push an hound. Any come near my way its smash your face like an anthill mound. A strict an very direct aproach is the duty that I am bound. If u see fit to try an fit with me your ass is goin down.
imposin my will..go in close for the kill..yeah..im over this hill..holdin them bills..u know its just skill...but to me..its my soul that i wield..flock with crows in the field...no shields..when i flow close to the ground i can feel sound and know its so real..but thats life..where was i last night..smokin grass through a glass pipe..now to some kids they might think thats tight..but my nerves is bad im tryna act right..political prisoner in america thinkin bout my last fight..ima gas flights
Respect is a must like an elephants ivory tusk . rivory that rusts. power in numbers one sided like the way i swager got my two blasters power in numbers. in a deep slumbers in the slums where your life can be taken by the sum of tricks that this hidious game is . i dont play cause the game doesnt. keep it fair like the same grimy look that he took to your sight sence glance. pull them pants up or walk and run like a duck ducken my two blaster power in numbers smoken
cauze u know da truth it iz
hopin i give the studio booth a miss
cauze if i hit it game over for all ya
tryna scrape urself 2getha anotha quarter
but wen u challenge me its a first round fatality
and by da time ur ready i be sick of this melody
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castel8 7 months ago
My enclosure in which I live is filled with shadies, flip flops, no ones, do nothings, an bums from all around. Grab the erector set an build a brand new instrument to emit my sound. Prey upon the unsuspecting all they do is push an hound. Any come near my way its smash your face like an anthill mound. A strict an very direct aproach is the duty that I am bound. If u see fit to try an fit with me your ass is goin down.
BennySmacks 7 months ago in playlist funky beats
ooou man is tha fuckin bomb!!!!
can i use this for a song please?
peace
TheTane3 1 year ago
imposin my will..go in close for the kill..yeah..im over this hill..holdin them bills..u know its just skill...but to me..its my soul that i wield..flock with crows in the field...no shields..when i flow close to the ground i can feel sound and know its so real..but thats life..where was i last night..smokin grass through a glass pipe..now to some kids they might think thats tight..but my nerves is bad im tryna act right..political prisoner in america thinkin bout my last fight..ima gas flights
hahanikka 1 year ago
lumber to ease up and get sponsered before i spontanious take a saucer out of this world in to yours ..
NorahM25 1 year ago
Respect is a must like an elephants ivory tusk . rivory that rusts. power in numbers one sided like the way i swager got my two blasters power in numbers. in a deep slumbers in the slums where your life can be taken by the sum of tricks that this hidious game is . i dont play cause the game doesnt. keep it fair like the same grimy look that he took to your sight sence glance. pull them pants up or walk and run like a duck ducken my two blaster power in numbers smoken
NorahM25 1 year ago
Requiem For A Dream
winderlich23 1 year ago