you dogs 4real??? drop a beat
Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 3:28 am
Yeah, yo , you gonna ensure you gonna hold ya spot like a broken record on a fuckin piano top, you startin to turn like that hatin n***** , don’t be thinking hes bigger cos he aint washin himself he aint clean, from the highlight of the worlds theme , ruinin my fuckin dream, he don’t suit rap he make bitches turn, buts its all a trap, but shit I got platinum albums, like lebron James’s score counta , but im cravin, the shawty better be behaving, when im movin I aint lookin back , id be better of startin from scratch without your bullshit and common slack . you aint even pullin your weight , the scales aint even gonna break the work you do makes me stand tall makin me feel like pushin you n***** round into your high school dorm, that will end the war but life goes on , like an open door tryin to salvage the remains of my dead pawns.
i attack the opposition, cuz their aint no competition, when u give me a mic ill turn every mc into a fuckin dyke, i drop my rhythms left and right, people have heart attacks cuz its such an amazing sight, people ask for an encore and i just might.
gotta be crazy if u wanna take me on, kinda a big shot with my heavy duty bomb ,so you the army brigadier, shit well im the Instigator, you gotta be gain if u wanna take me down, cos messin with me means you never gonna get that crown.
get your hands of ma mother, your girls a splittin image off uh , put ya hands in ya pocket look up you gonna seem me locket sayin that im gonna blow ya head off with just a one mother fuckin shot in ya socket, you gone be down hittin ,around lookin, finally contained but bound for sound of the enternal realm. (little bits of real rap)
the plan goes down, every motherfucka tryin to show whos the best N***** round , take it from me the story goes on life after death, dont mean shit unless u got the tale to tell, cos im strivin to be the the best, hitten kennels aint making me the special guest.
no racism is intended
i attack the opposition, cuz their aint no competition, when u give me a mic ill turn every mc into a fuckin dyke, i drop my rhythms left and right, people have heart attacks cuz its such an amazing sight, people ask for an encore and i just might.
gotta be crazy if u wanna take me on, kinda a big shot with my heavy duty bomb ,so you the army brigadier, shit well im the Instigator, you gotta be gain if u wanna take me down, cos messin with me means you never gonna get that crown.
get your hands of ma mother, your girls a splittin image off uh , put ya hands in ya pocket look up you gonna seem me locket sayin that im gonna blow ya head off with just a one mother fuckin shot in ya socket, you gone be down hittin ,around lookin, finally contained but bound for sound of the enternal realm. (little bits of real rap)
the plan goes down, every motherfucka tryin to show whos the best N***** round , take it from me the story goes on life after death, dont mean shit unless u got the tale to tell, cos im strivin to be the the best, hitten kennels aint making me the special guest.
no racism is intended