e-roc cravé -- Grandiose Repetition

Barry Sanders freestyle. Game Theory 2012.

download link:

http://www.mediafire.com/?wj1h4mnraawl432

lyrics:

Lyrical genius, servin mental subpoenas, heaven sent with a devil's demeanor, stripes like a zebra. love music so I believe her, industry's my athena, we're married she ate the prenupt, so till death she is my reaper

I hope it's all smiles like in minesweeper, you can read the surface but my mind deeper, that means my eyes are keener, I see past all the gleamer, you think she is a swinger but really she just a teaser, sick appetite so I feeder

and for that reason I tether, the fans demandin the speakers, my mans demandin aretha, franklin they want that creamer

take em high wit no reefer, man I just need a breather, before I have a seizure, never squeezed a nina but I might. swing this cleaver. if you. are a skeeter, try pinch me like some tweezers. killin all of my features, try to get me to listen. I nod my head, I pretend. I said I heard your raps but really I skipped to the end. your bars bleaker than memphis I hit like 10 fists in the lab wit a beaker, I'd rather hop right off the deep end

our friendship just a pretense, it's me and my free-ends, wit some women that love my brain DeeDee get out that secret

DC I rep southeastern. My flow is like Katrina, new orleans wit no leever, dagget leave it to beaver. wanna box I bob and weave ya, wanna talk right click delete ya, I aint wit dat either, unless you talkin ether. then we can raise the meter.

The government misleadin, corrupted as it's leader, how you preachin freedom when all our actions are delinquent, I'll never pledge allegiance, my flag ain't red or blue, and I'm not marchin in sneakers, s/o Darfur and Egypt, back home kno that we see ya, we see ya overseas, just give me three like pitchas, hitcha. Flow don't switch-up, if I switch ima whip ya, sweet ain't in the picture like white people kool-aid mixture.

Mix-up like a twista, twist it like a swisha. I'm tweakin like a tweaker but I am solely a sipper. You must, puff on them dippahs, thinkin that ima slip-up. Step out in my slippers, these other rappers is dinna, well-cooked they been finished, give your broad the whole business, she wanna carry the rock but I'm heistin like Arenas, finesse is not needed, direct when I'm speakin, speakers bumpin that Weeknd, 3X Novakk chiefin, Vin Diesel his lungs depletin.

Rap game I got my feet in, tryna just kick my feet up. Makin all of these moves like magic playin the center, center of your attention. I'm 20 ain't hit my peak yet, kleenex for competition my team is unforgiving. I killed over 2 minutes, still flowin just like your princess. I'm jokin don't get offended.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Barry Sanders
• Freestyle
• Wale
• Rap
• Hip-hop
• Music
• e-roc cravé
• Grandiose Repetition
• DMV
• Game Theory

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