Cassidy - Blood Pressure (Instrumental)
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IMA GRIMEY ASS NIGGA/ U COULD SAY I HAVE NO HEART/ CATCH ME CREEPIN IN THE DARK/ OUT 4 BLOOD LIKE AH SHARK/ ON POINT LIKE AH DART/SO FRESH N SO CRISPY/BURNIN BLUNTZ OF THT GRADE A BLUEBERRY STICKY/ URA PET IMA BEAST/ U AINT EVEN AH THREAT 2ME/ ITZ LIKE ALL MADDEN PLAYIN AGAINST ROOKIE/ACTIN HARD OUTSIDE BUT INSIDE UR STRAIGHT PUSSY/EVEN IF U DOUBLED YA WEIGHT/U COULDNT PUSH ME/IM ON THE BLOCK STRAIGHT CHILLIN WIT DEM CROOKZ G/ WERE U GET SHOT 4GIVIN THE WRONG LOOK B/MIGHT GET HAWKED OVA SUM 23S
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yo bro thanx for postin this instrumental man....this definitley gave me what i needed to get started son thanx
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@SdotLondonSayNoMore if you say so
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Mike Jones!
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my dads takin his anger out on me in the house, 2 times a week, i just grab my shit and bounce, im tryin ta make, a million from a ounce, so i can pack my shit and leave this motherfucking shitty town, one day, i know, i swear ill be on top, make tons of fucking money, and take care of my mom, all these shitty fucking people do not know what Ill become. these arnt just dreams or imagination, i said i know, deep down in my heart, ill be richer then bill gates, or rockefellar,
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blood spillin i be cryppin on these niggas im dippin from da cops who bustin dem shots now i better naught get caught or im locked so flex i dnt pay no checks so hit da decks b4 u get wrecked by the bullet headin straight fer da neck, the cold streets my home now but im roam however i gut da foam commin out da mouth its crazy nigga u cant b lazy in dis game cuz ima boss dnt even cross the line cuz ill have to put a cap in ur ass yu'll neva b to fast fer a dog like me so step back cuz im da MVP
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the truth is, u aint nothin nigga seems like ur balls r missin or shud i say hidden hit puberty wit tht pussy shit, nvm put it away smells like fish now cut the shit as i dish out these lyrics i b spittin like a dictionary while im high, nigga im so fly nothing cen compare ima boss n ill toss u aside ur lost now im bustin, im hustlin cuz im a real nigga u aint so stop tryna front bitch yu fake yu nothin but a waste cuz nigga ill b swingin towards ur face n knock u into space
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Create the scene with a spleen inbetween your eyes no surprise as to the slicing rearrangement your remaining organs scattered on the pavement heart is past the point of racing and the thoughts are blank next to the sewage draining system
Hard as nails, da only description,
to define dis instrumental n my bars wen dey mix in,
like im putin in work in the kitchen, im past that,
big boss status, i got work for u bitches,
but ur da type to exchange words wiv d snitches,
i see it in ur eyes, just lurkin 2 get me,
slice u wiv d razor fru ur nervous system,
come back wiv d mac n, burst fru ur stiches,
an mc like me, to raw 2 envision,
just imagine Jason in his shed torturing victims...
SdotLondonSayNoMore 1 year ago 13
Weak rhymes :D
llovka 10 months ago 2