CunninLynguists - Broken Van Instrumental

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Uploaded by on Mar 31, 2009

CunninLynguists - Broken Van Instrumental CunninLynguists - Broken Van Instrumental CunninLynguists - Broken Van Instrumental

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  • this instrumental is in my soul

    i love'it

  • they make some awesome instrumental...

    Da real hip hop.

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  • I gaze at you, auburn hairs to crystal eyes (crystallize). I blow smoke, like after a pistol cries. Your body stems beauty as I mix this chem through me. Your perfection dissipates, As I participate, in destroying your core, imploring for more. I smoke like I got a Chronic disease, red eyes look demonic, hydroponic trees, alter phonics to put me at an ultrasonic degree. Hooked on sonnets ya see n the bombest of beats...

  • WOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!­!!! REALL ILL SHIT!!! THIS BEAT IS MADNESS. RESPECT ESSE.

  • @McGitan Word!!!!

  • is my shit rie thur............ky yall

  • my computer grwe wings and started flying to this

  • then the road stopped, and then time stopped, and then thoughts of you popped back onto my head, don't know, why, everywhere i go i, can never forget your face, your lips, your smell, your smile, your taste, you're like an ink stain on my soul, dark and difficult to erase, don't know why or where, our love was misplaced, but i know if i go back to that place, you probably won't care, so i suck up the pain, open the door, and walk into the rain

  • this is too legit

  • it's a highway to hell/ i guess that's the price paid to fail/ sign away/ ya soul is for sale/ the road is de-railed/ your decline told in the tales/ even the blind read the signs bold as brail/ bodies cold n pale/ turned the trail old n stale/ the end looks blurred like a drunk holdin ale/ flags folded sail over wooden coffin nail/ unlikely way to go you wouldn't often tell/ but no matter how you look at it/ the truth always dispell.

  • make you miss her huh?

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