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Uploaded by on Apr 19, 2009

RATE-COMMENT-SUSCRIBE YO.... 51X back... sorry we havent recorded anything in a while... expect a song every week now Enjoy

[Chorus]
We be coming as the afflictive soilders, goin through exposure with all of the explosives. If y'll wanna fuck with Thriller Killer AP or V, be sure to be packin heat. We show no mercy. 51X be, LOL XD, no bullet proof vest sees, past our fuckin best seeds. They sprout with blood, we show no love. Fuck with the thugs, as the niggas get sprung. So with a gun, bitches, snitches, run. Spewing with them puns, Nigga we come. Bloody tears be pourin, and soarin. We be flowin and goin Listen to the best... 51X

[Thriller]
Bloody tears, Thriller solitaire millionaire steal spear. The gunmen are goin the poets stay flown and showin the ownage to be here. Breathe here. Skulls are cracking and bustin in fractions, im making the caskets to put you in im wearing the mask thinned. Thriller impactin with gats enchanted. Suckas all die. Ill be figuritive with lyricists. You can not miss the vileness and cattiness diminishes. You're now fingerless. Bringing the cataclysmic calamity. sinisterly murderin, viciously hurtin, emergin with hearses; lethality. Academies of vanity, potential of insanity. Brutal fatality, screw your crucial anatomy, fully proven i nine milli'd all these stupid anamolies. Nothin to it but casualities, you and you and your family. I'm with the tech. All you niggas be showin respect. Simply statements of stages while blatant and patent. You niggas cant fuck with the best. 51X. The beasts shall feast on weak MC's. From your eyes to your ears, I got them stained with bloody tears. Even the speed of my spear will stay severe. Crystal clear. Niggs'll witness my gun: blood splatter begun. So then the gunnings be running to hunt, the niggas. Our triggers are figured to blunt. We be Sprayin the gauges, aint fakin the greatest, 51X is taking the races to run. What could be happening? Bloody tears beckoning. The end is steppin. You're severed with puns.

[Chorus]

[Killer AP]
Some things in life, you just gotta accept and make the best of what you get before envy weighs down your debt and it straight pounds your head in excess and it tears down your flesh without rest and you take eight shots to the chest with a tech and it grapevines your death-bed the identity of an imminent criminal creeping deep in the entity of a killer's reciprocal thinkin that he must get a musket and bust it and crush nuts leavin guts rushed is justice? nah fuck it, imma just bring it down to speed, life is a bitch? better take her down with ease, maybe hit it from the back and then split it real fast, like that give her heart attacks, clit better slaughter that, follow that up with a tip of your starter cap, harder man never let a bitch get a better hand that's right, never take shit from a whore, make her get on the floor, and fuck her harder than before 51x, lyrical menaces striking fear in all your lives, bloody tears at the corners of your eyes

[Chorus]

[V] stains of bloody tears on every face in the audience result of the hottest potential of passion an arsonist with the heart of an artist even stronger than your hardest fist enabling me to replace god and keep his godesses within my music is so crude a message whose purpose is intended for masochists seeking a catalyst i'm not a killer, i just won't ask for your permission to insist on giving your suicide an assistance i've grown into a state where malice is a habit, and I don't believe in fate because it'd act as a savage towards me and any animosity directed towards V is immediately tarnished via ravage. Propositions of opposition towards my composition of word play are abolished with the author missing. Started when I got the rhythm; rocked it and I dropped the victim. Bodies left with spots of venom, slaughtered with six shots within him. But any competition is expected to know better, then to mess with poetic perfection. Our potential is measured by how far your neck twists. Its 51X bitch in seconds you're left with bloody tears.

[Chorus] [Thriller talkin shit... take no offense... we arent the best...]

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  • @burndata wow thats harsh. But sadly you're right....

  • this sucks sucks ass ur a fag slit slit slit ur wrist

  • SIK!!!!!!

  • I Love You <3

  • 8D :)

  • why do you want me to pass you a bessi MY COW STAY AWAY

  • E4 Man E4 wheres E4 in the credits E4 and if you don't know E4 in the credits next time

  • alright i know you already know this buy attempt to get a better mic yo....you kinda killed the song by speaking in the wnd with your voice might wana have tried V or killers voice giving the props at the end...but thats just my 2 cents....or looking back to all the posts my 1 dollar

  • I lol XD at this song bish its that bad

  • decent decent song i expected better...yo get that black guy Tyrone

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